I don't understand the fascination with Toblerone.Once December hits, it goes from being an everyday bar that nobody buys to a sacred relic, cherished above all other chocolates.
I think they taste like shit.
Why is this the greatest thing to stuff a stocking with? You'd think if a woman wanted something 8 inches long in her stocking, it would come with batteries and a triple-speed function - not crammed full of nougat and wrapped in foil.
But I digress.
If I get a chocolate bar in my stocking this year, it better be shaped like 3 cups and labeled Reese's - or else. (Listen now, Kringle - I'm not fucking around.)
Later.
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