Unwittingly Frosted

I found frosting on my stomache today, between my naval and the hairy patch just below what my wife unlovingly refers to as my bro-boobs.

This unnerved me because I haven't eaten anything frosted in quite some time.

I should say that I'm not a big man. Well, not gigantic. But I do have folds and lumps in places where, not all that long ago, I used to have smaller folds and lumps.

To clarify, the frosting was not in one of the folds, but near the crest of one of the lumps.

How do I know it was frosting? Well, if it looks like a duck, and smells like a duck, I'm going to taste it to see if it's frosting.

It was. Thank god.

Thanks for your eyeballs.
- DJ