No, that bag of ostentatious pretzels will no longer sit on my desk whispering my name in that come hither sexy voice. He must be vanquished, - never to return.
He thought he could sit there and tempt me with the lure of sumptuous dark chocolate, creamy caramel, and sea salt. What kind of girl did he think I was? Did he think I would fall for his sweet charms.
I showed him. I took care of that issue and I never need to fear being tempted by his charms or falling victim to his spell. And I enjoyed every bite.