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[ attached is a very tacky bathroom mirror selfie of nicky and joe: joe with one arm wrapped around nicky from behind, nicky's arms resting lightly overtop joe's, hands linked, tee shirt bunched between their fingers; joe is leant over nicky's shoulder, kissing his cheek and, even from the side view of his grin smooshed against nicky's cheek, looking just completely besotted, it's honestly gross and they should be stopped. if nicky's cheeks are tinged pink it is clearly because joe accosted him after his shower and he's still overheated. ]
HELLO MY FRIENDS MY HUSBAND IS HERE THIS IS NICKY YOU CAN THANK HIM FOR THE BAKLAVA IN THE KITCHEN THERE IS ENOUGH FOR EVERYONE SO DON'T LET ANDY EAT IT ALL
HELLO MY FRIENDS MY HUSBAND IS HERE THIS IS NICKY YOU CAN THANK HIM FOR THE BAKLAVA IN THE KITCHEN THERE IS ENOUGH FOR EVERYONE SO DON'T LET ANDY EAT IT ALL
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They didn't just appear, I had to forage for them or run to the market.
So you didn't turn your insides out with the hot cheetos or what passes for two-minute noodles.
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You know I hate hyper capitalist unnecessary innovation as much as the next person, but the world is a better place with hot cheetos in it.
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The only thing in a "hot" cheeto is still somehow just cheeto which is none of the food groups.
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Food groups change all the time. I'll invent one for cheetos if need be.
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I don't recall.
it's cardboard. you can call them starch, if you must.
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I'll take it. Starch is good for you.
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I still won't ever reduce myself to eating a hot cheeto.
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More for me, but I still say you're missing out.
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