Shhhhhh! If you listen closely, you can hear them calling my name.

“Donna! Eat us!”

Barbara gave me a box of chocolates last night for helping her with her computer. They are Russell Stover and are wrapped in Christmas paper.
“Perfect!” I thought, “I can re-gift it!”
Ha ha! I didn’t realize they knew my name and would start calling out to me, the bastards. I tell you, you can’t trust chocolate. It’s evil! EVIL!
The only thing to do is eat the entire box in one sitting. That will shut them up.