Puddingitis – Curse #707

Posted on October 10, 2011


People are inexplicably becoming addicted to pudding. What bothers me about the epidemic is that everywhere I go I see pudding on peoples faces and on their clothes. There is something feral and unbecoming about the lack of manners. The addiction seems very contagious. It is transmitted by the sound of an empty pudding cup hitting the floor. The infected are difficult to watch. Take for example those who are lactose intolerant and are still devouring hundreds of cups of pudding only to get indigestion and noxious gas.  Worse still are the organic lovers, who are now devouring a clearly inorganic material that many theorists believe to be composed of various flavors of plastic. They just sit there and cry and cry about not sticking to their principles. As one of the few individuals lucky enough to be immune to Puddingitis, a term coined by the Center for Disease Control,  I am doing my duty and handing out bibs and hand wipes to the afflicted. This may be the end of the world as we know it, but we should all be so lucky as to die with our social grace intact.

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