
Dangit, I did it again! I need to look at my pictures before I eat these things.
*Moon River plays softly as you wait*

I can't believe I'm about to say this.
Plarg! Plarg, plarg, plarg*.
I didn't like this one at all. I don't know what was wrong with it, because I tend to like the praline ones. Heck, I'm southern. Praline is not even an aquired taste when you are born in the south. It just...is. I think it had something to do with the way the middle of it felt when I bit into it, I don't know. It's so rare that I DON'T like a chocolate that I feel a little dizzy at the concept.
I think I need to lie down or something.
*That is kind of a cross between a gag and a spitting sound. Don't be alarmed.
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