The Devil likes chocolate

The Devil likes chocolate. It is 3:35 P.M. and I am on my lunch break. In the refrigerator, there is a chocolate cake calling my name. It's like the devil tempting me with lust and wonder. He wants me to put it into my mouth -the lusciousness of the cake itself. I can already taste it going down my throat, so deep that it gives me an erection. Wow, the power of a chocolate cake.