It’s a chocolate party

Holy sh*t. Someone just sent us this:

Like seriously? It’s 5 pounds of chocolate. Wha…?

It’s the size of a loaf of bread, but it’s not just chocolate cake or something, it’s solid fudge.

It won’t even fit in a gallon-sized ziplock bag.

There’s no tag but I’m blaming my sister. Only a sibling would do this to me. Plus, like a week ago, she was like, “Do you eat chocolate? And John likes it, right?”

And I just pledged myself to a new diet. What am I going to do with this?

I know, I’ll have another party. This time it will be a chocolate party. This time everyone will come!