Still not my Chocolates

Steve got these for Christmas.  It irks me because he doesn't eat chocolate that much - and because he is not chocomotivated he forgets it's there.  But every day I pass it and it taunts me....

"eat me...."
"EAT me....."
"EAT ME!"

So eventually I buckle, the knees weaken and I reach for the box and open.  And oh, the lush.  The deliciousness. 

Then I parcel it all back up safe in the knowledge Steve will never look and never realise.

Glad it's Friday  - what a week.