But I'm a Male!

The real Merlin lived in the woods and ate wild chocolate, so he wouldn't know much about infants. Today, he'd be an economist, teaching people how to make lead out of gold.

Here's a picture of a chocolate sundae, which seems to me to be worth it's weight in lots of things. And here, from the same site, is a picture of a banana split. If you're easily tempted, you should only look at these with your eyes closed.

I think if there's an afterlife, it should take place in a fifties-style soda shoppe, complete with chocolate malteds, sundaes, banana splits, old-fashioned coffee from a percolator, grilled cheese sandwiches, blt's, all kinds of burgers, French fries, etc. And it should have a juke box, and a view of the River Styx, where you can watch Jean-Paul Sartre and the Fisher King fishing for T. S. Eliot's boots.

Here's a picture of a genuine Edinburgh steamroller, from Edinburgh.

Hoot mon!