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Candeh! Happy November the 1st everyone! Tcha! Also known as "The Day That Rachel Eats Far More Candy than She Did On Halloween!" Uuuugh. No more chocolate! I don't even like chocolate! I mean, really. I like it in small doses just fine, but... I'm really more of a sour/fruity kinda person. No, I'm not fruity. I like fruity candy. Anyway, it is now November. Which means, it's time to go put another little link on the "archives" page of this diary. Such fun little holidays! I need more chocolate. Hold on a sec. Back. Okay, anyway, what was I saying? Oh yeah. So, chomp, I don't really like chocolate that much, but once I have one piece... I can't stop. It's like, Pringles. With no salt. Or potatoes. Just... a lot of chocolate. Okay, so not so much like Pringles. It's just the slogan. Mmm... BlowPops are nice, too. Me loves me so sour apple. I don't get this. I don't really like candy that much! I'm a mint/gum person ALL the time, but... yummy. I'm completely losing track of anything I wanted to say tonight. But oh well. Because... hey! Look! Candy! Snarf. <-Ghost-> Quote: Buffy: There is no problem that cannot be solved by chocolate. Willow: I think I'm gonna barf Buffy: 'cept that. -Fear, Itself. "I'm Newspaper Face! I have a newspaper, for a face! Isn't that weird!? Now gimme some candeh!" -Adam Sandler, back when he was funny. |
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