It all started with a single bottle of milk. Just one.
It was a bottle of 2% fat milk, with a label that read "EXTRA CREAMY."
But this was no ordinary bottle of milk. This was the bottle that would change everything.
As I cracked open the bottle, a tidal wave of creamy goodness spilled out, flooding the kitchen.
I was not prepared for the consequences.
The milk formed a puddle, a lake, a sea of white, creamy doom.
It spread throughout the land, inspiring a generation of milk-lovers.
I built an empire on the back of that one bottle of milk.
I created the Milk Cartel, a secret society of milk enthusiasts.
We took over the world, one carton at a time.
Our slogan: "Milk: the Nectar of the Gods."
And so, the world was never the same again.
Or was it just a really bad idea?
Read more in the Milk Chronicles