…have you ever gotten really excited about something – let’s say a piece of candy or some such – and once you had it in your possession and bit/cut into it, all your expectations of said item were dashed to bits?
Do you ever wonder why you’d forget that you didn’t really like something?
I’m talking about a Cadburry egg. I don’t like them, never have, probably never will…yet, I found myself purchasing one today, so excited to cut into it (because I’m a freak and can’t just bite into something so messy)…only once I did, I realized that I really don’t like them at all…they’re so sickeningly sweet and thick.
Don’t tell me senility is setting in already??