Someone asked if I believed in Satan. I said no, though now I’ll have to reconsider. I’m in the store yesterday looking at popsicles since I’d promised some to The Luke. And what do I see? This, yes, Fleur de Sel Caramel ice cream! Read the description:
Fleur de Sel caramels covered in a chocolaty coating blended into caramel ice cream with caramel ribbons and French sea salt accents. Crisp, salty nuances harmonize with rich, creamy caramel for the ultimate combination of sweet and salty.
Sacre Bleu! If that isn’t demonic, I don’t know what is. Just designed for some poor perimenopausal woman going through Midol month. Not content with aliases like Lucifer and Beezlebub, Satan had to acquire a new name. Just call him Haagen-Dazs. Please note, I rebuked Satan and did not purchase the afore-mentioned demon spawn ice cream. Though I do acknowledge lusting after it in my heart.