My theoretical underpinning is unsound, I know this.  Must explain, for the record.
For months on end now, I have nursed a singular vision. Somewhere deep and dark in
my brain, my soul, somewhere, an evil, sick idea took hold, tormenting me...

My folly? Just the terrible notion that it would be fun to make a rich chocolate
cake & watch Sophie eat it, to see her navigate in a sea of delicious chocolaty
joy!

Undaunted by social conventions, laws, moral decency, ethics, and the subject's
mother's heartfelt pleadings, I have committed a heretofore unthinkable heresy!
Ha, HA! I had to anyway, the voice keeps telling me to...

Warning: the following scenes may cause a strong desire for napkins

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