BREAKFAST OF TROJANS

This is officially my favorite story of the day. Nothing can top this. Except maybe a nice cream cheese frosting. Or some spermicide.

A young Manhattan woman split open her breakfast muffin — only to find what seemed to be a condom baked inside.

That's right! A writer at MTV Networks had eaten nearly half her carrot-nut, cream-cheese topped muffin, before she found the offending piece of latex. Although most likely, it is the tip of a sterile glove that was worn by a bakery worker, The New York Post, God bless 'em, decided it was a condom.

My prediction: Within two months, everyone at her office is calling her "Muffin."

And, as a special PSA to my MTVN readers, I want to tell you that this occurrence transpired in the 50th Street building. So, Bex, brother Simmy, and my colleagues in the MTVN Creative Services department need not worry. The Lodge is still as safe as it ever was. For whatever that's worth...

BREAKFAST OF TROJANS

This is officially my favorite story of the day. Nothing can top this. Except maybe a nice cream cheese frosting. Or some spermicide.

A young Manhattan woman split open her breakfast muffin — only to find what seemed to be a condom baked inside.

That's right! A writer at MTV Networks had eaten nearly half her carrot-nut, cream-cheese topped muffin, before she found the offending piece of latex. Although most likely, it is the tip of a sterile glove that was worn by a bakery worker, The New York Post, God bless 'em, decided it was a condom.

My prediction: Within two months, everyone at her office is calling her "Muffin."

And, as a special PSA to my MTVN readers, I want to tell you that this occurrence transpired in the 50th Street building. So, Bex, brother Simmy, and my colleagues in the MTVN Creative Services department need not worry. The Lodge is still as safe as it ever was. For whatever that's worth...