Well you must tell by name I'm a chocoholic, well there is more to that I'm a ...
MONSTER CHOCOHOLIC. Ever since I moved to India I've been missing my sugar topped delicacies. Since then I've been harrasing my parents to get me chocolates. No offence, but Indian choclates stink, and I have a very good sense of taste (specially to chocolate.) My dad brings an empty suitcase along when he goes to New York, when he comes back it's full of wonderful things. The best part yet is my mom makes chocolate so I knick off a little chocolate here and there but I'm not done yet...
To be continued...
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