Apparently I almost started a Holy War on Twitter when I said that I was going to start a new religion based on the fact that I think Big Turk is the grossest candy known to man. Although my admiration for Baby Ruth and Eatmore, and loathing of Cherry Blossoms saved civilization from certain annihilation, it certainly got me thinking: why hasn’t anyone started a religion based on chocolate?

If we have Thetans and magic underwear floating around this universe, then by God we should have The Tao of Caramel and The Ten Fudgemandments, too.

Just a thought.

Happy Wednesday.