The scene was classic: Dinner with extended family at an Outback Steakhouse franchise. Several siblings simultaneously revert to that timeless, golden age of junior high humor. And before you know, it’s time for dessert. You know the house specialty: Chocolate Thunder from Down Under. We felt some need (go figure) to add a few variants to our scato-mythology. Here are but a few of the fine desserts concocted in our twisted little minds that evening:
- Chocolate Splatter from Off a Ladder
- Chocolate Sauce from the End I Don’t Floss
- Chocolate Dessert that Made My Butt Hurt
- Chocolate Eclair from My Underwear
- Chocolate Truffles from that Hobo Who Shuffles
- Chocolate Chiffon From That Bowl I Sit On
- Chocolate Victual I Found In This Stall
- Chocolate Bo Peep From Under That Sheep
Damn, when I started this, I was sure I would remember some better ones than these. Or maybe they just seemed better at the time. Oh well, I can’t give you those last 45 seconds of your life back, so maybe it’s best you move along as quickly as you can…
