Yuck?

The light from the window comes in an oddly stagnant glow, the dim light of the moon serving only to suffocate the already dank room. I'm sitting on my chair, leaning back, eyes closed. It's like i can feel the heat seeping into my body, flowing into my skin from the air. My head was close to overheating. The heat caused a stray neuron to fire I suppose, cause the next thing I remember was ... nothing!

It was weird to wake up with absolutely no sensation of what you were doing. I looked around. I was sitting on a chair in my room, it was night. So I turned on the light, wondering why I slept of on a chair. But the time for mystery is later, now is the time for food! I can hear low growling sounds from my stomach. I'd kept a bowl of whipped cream in the freezer this very evening. Time to check it out... Sneak to the fridge... voila!

Wow! Just snapped open my eyes and there's a bowl of ice cream on my table! Talk about having a lucky day. Where'd it come from? The lure of the frozen ambrosia was too much, I'll figure out where it came from after eating it. Vapors were emanating from the white mass. But no spoon! Who cares, I'm gonna dig in with my fingers. Mmmmmm, that tastes good! Oh snap, Brain Freeze!

Aw, where's my bowl of whipped cream!? Wait, there's my bowl, and a little cream still in it. Damn, it's melted in the heat! Well, I'm gonna have it any way. Slurp, Slurp, Slurp.

Again I woke up, with a weird taste in my mourh. Aw, hell.

Moral of the story:
Don't freeze whipped cream.
If you do, dont eat it.
If you do, dont drink it after it melts.
If you do, wash your mouth.