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Dear Nutella,

I've been putting off this conversation for quite some time because I do not want to cause a rift between us.  Let me start out by saying that Fischer just adores you.  You two get along so well; I am very appreciative of not only the comfort you are able to provide, but also your amazing ability to subside the sweet tooth with just one tablespoon.  And between you and me, I much prefer you over his friend Red 40. 

Fischer accepts your creamy chocolatey texture without reservation by the receptors on the tongue.  However, I do not appreciate the mess you leave behind.  Do you think my house cleans itself?  And excuse me for being so blunt, but were you born in a barn?  You need to take a lesson in appropriate manners and start cleaning up after yourself. 

Although my cream colored couch has had beef with red wine and spaghetti, it doesn't make it okay.  If I wanted a mocha colored couch, I would have bought a mocha colored couch.  And even if I was interested in redecorating, my couch does not require a fresh coat of paint each time you grace us with your presence.

Hopefully, now that we've gotten a few things straightened out, you and Fischer can continue your sacred friendship.  We can only handle you in small doses, which really is for the best because you wouldn't want to wear out your welcome.