My friends over in the world of Hayes have alerted me to something I thought you should see. It's a kind of warning. What happens when you completely abandon all sense of taste?
Perhaps something like this, the worst album cover I've seen for a very long time:
I think I saw the devil in a dream once and he had that same look in his eye. But even he wasn't threatening to come near me with a tiny chocolate keyboard. What's he planning to do with that thing? And that album title? Dukey Treats?!
I get the horrible feeling that he's referring to the sort of treat that requires two people, but is only a treat for one of them.