My dear, sweet child. That's what I do. It's what I live for.
Repented, seen the light, and made a switch to this
But on the whole I've been a saint to those poor unfortunate souls...Zoe has taken joy in her chocolate Advent calendar. Every day, she gets a piece of "choc-lit". She takes it out...puts it in her mouth, takes it out of her mouth, holds it in her hand for a bit, puts it in her mouth, takes it out, then finally puts it in and finishes it. The poor unfortunate soul in this case? I wouldn't say it was Zoe! :)
lyrics from The Little Mermaid, Poor Unfortunate Souls
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