[Pop Bitch] Which former music exec once enjoyed a very debauched night in a hotel with an esc*rt and the contents of their minibar?
Waking up with a foggy head, they briefly feared the worst when they saw their bed sheets caked in brown smears.
Then they spotted a line of ants leading from the door to a congealed, nutty mound on the bed.
It was only then that they remembered what they’d used the mini Toblerone for…
Similar: Sharon Stone And Mr. Chocolate Balls
[Optional] Your favorite chocolate bar? Would you bring it to bed with you?