Well...how foolish do I feel?I completely misunderstood the instructions of Mr. James Taylor.
As a result I've spent the last two days showering the people I love with Fudge.
Well...how foolish do I feel? Well...how foolish do I feel? Well...how foolish do I feel?
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The people loved by me have had to endure an otherwise-unexpected shower of gloves in recent weeks.
Fudge contains chocolate... chocolate is good, goodness is a necessary component in love,
ergo Fudge = Love.
(I have ALWAYS wanted to use ergo in a sentence. It makes me feel smrt.)