like at least one person, every single day, walking into our store, which sells chocolate: ooo it smells like chocolate! me, who’s spent several days worth of my time in here by now, surrounded by this air, in this store, that sells chocolate, many of said items being made here: fuck buddy it sure does

lexicution3r: lexicution3r: my mom is scREAMING downstairs right now about how there’s no chocolate. “How can we NOT HAVE CHOCOLATE IN THIS HOUSE?” “How is there NO CHOCOLATE???” “DO YOU MEAN TO TELL ME THAT WE HAVE A WHALE HANGING FROM THE CEILING BUT THERE’S NO CHOCOLATE?”

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