Muffin madness.

I just ate a chocolate muffin.  It tasted wonderful, so I had been smiling when I noticed myself in a mirror.  My god, what happened to me?  Bits of the divine domed cake were seeking refuge in the valleys of my teeth, making me look like a well-weathered pirate.  My tongue was successful in relocating most of the chocolate to my belly.  The rest required a cup or two of tea.  The moral is: you should not eat chocolate muffins in public unless you have a tongue and tea.