On The Seventh Day God Didn't Rest: He Made Nutella

Every night when I get home from work I have to walk casually by the Nutella in my cuboard and pretend like it's not there. Or I have to pretend like I'm out of nutella (which will never happen). Long story short, I suck at pretending, or nutella is exceptional at existing. In either event, I black out in a moments time and suddenly I'm putting nutella on everything.

List of things I've put nutella on/in

1. Saltines (It tastes like milano cookies!)


2. Chicken (It tastes like chicken!)


3. Rice cakes


4. Ramen noodles


5. Fig newtons


6. The show "Lost" (More like "Found!" Ca-ching!)


7. A stray dog (which instantly turned into Balto and peed on the Neighbor's car. The one I don't like.)

And countless other household items! What I said before about God creating nutella has to be false. Something this good has to be the Devil's work. And bravo Luc, you've really out done yourself. This is the 21st century's forbidden apple, and if God told me not to eat nutella... well I suppose we'd have more to talk about than nutella (Listen God, while I got you on line 1 here, what's up with free will?)