And stir....and stir...and stir...and stir?

Hey what are those floaty pieces? The cocoa must not be completely dissovled--stir some more. And more...and more...and more....

By this time, I'm wondering if the coating has come off my plastic spoon. Not possible. The spoon is black and the floaty pieces brown. Ok...? Did some kinda critter get into the bag and then into the concoction when I wasn't looking? Nope, no critter. Did a paper towel dissentegrate? Nope, no paper towel. Hmmm...let's take a piece out for inspection. Ewwww..it's mushy, stringy, and tough--and looks like......upchucked roast beef!! I tried straining the darn stuff but that didn't work--it was INCREDIBLY thick so much so, that it soon clogged my strainer and seemed to multiplying with every passing second! So I did what had to be done. I dumped it down the kitchen sink. It's prolly down there right now plotting to take over me, my apartment, the town, and eventually the world. (I can see the headlines now: "College Student who Made Drink that Resembled Reguritated Roast Beef, Dies"--she ran but the vehement blob caught up with her-- according to witnesses, the cocoa powder slowed her down but the petcin killed her.)

Ok, maybe not.
But it's at least contemplating ways to make me pour drano down the sink. And thus, the moral of the story:

Pectin + Cocoa Powder + Coffee + Milk + Sugar + Zippykat = a dead ringer for Reguritated Roast Beef