muffins (chocolate)

Day 6 -
Chocolate Muffins and Razor Blades

“One thing that’s great about the better studios in L.A., is that they supply you with a plethora of food. On any given day we could have muffins, bagels, croissants, fruit, or even veggie trays. At this particular studio, there were almost always muffins. I love the muffins, especially the chocolate muffins. But for some inexplicable reason, the runner only buys one chocolate muffin per day for the basket (he also only buys one onion bagel, which is even more dumbfounding to me). The longer I wait to go to the muffin basket, the more likely I’ll have to eat a bran muffin—something that I was not in need of at that particular moment.

Today, I figured I’d get myself to the muffin basket early and guarantee myself the lone chocolate muffin. When I arrived at the muffin room, lo and behold, before me stood Willy Show himself! And he was eating a muffin. This had to be kismet! Fate! Willy Show liked muffins too! And he liked chocolate muffins...

MOTHER FUCKER!!!

Willy Show was eating MY chocolate muffin! Was this any way to start off our relationship?”

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