The Legend of Brown Fudger

So this is how I 1) came to hate fudge and 2) became fat.

A long time ago in a county far, far away (and orange), was a small brown child of a skinny stature. And he loved himself some fudge. But he was poor in finances. Then for a school fundraiser his school was selling chocolate food stuffs for Easter. He gave the order form to his mother dearest who took it to work and sold some to her coworkers. His mother did not buy any because they were too overpriced for mere egg shaped fudge. Then when the foodstuffs arrived at the small brown boy's school, he was given the order to be delivered. On the long walk home he, noticed that the lid to the egg shaped fudge came off and could be put back on with the greatest of ease. So he closed the lid but then hunger pains struck. Would he make it home?

 

He soon gave in to temptation and took a small smackerel of fudge with his finger then smoothed out the surface as if it was not touched. Then he walked on and temptation struck again. He put forth his finger again and resmoothed so the missing amount would not be noticed. They yet again he reached forth. And again. Then he realized the missing amount would be noticeable so he devoured the rest of the fudge. He had a tummy ache from the colossal mound of fudge in his brown belly. His mother noticed the missing fudge from the order and had the brownie tell his teacher that the greedy chocolatiers had forgotten one of the items, which they amended without suspicion. The perfect crime?

 

The brown child was sick in his stomach from the large amount of fudge for a day, but the real punishment came as he lost all satisfaction to food. His desire for yummy yum goodies was unquenchable. He would be cursed with an undying sweet tooth forever. And that is how the small brown boy became a large brown man. Then one day he learned to like fudge again in small doses.