Faith and Referendum

Chocolate, Chocolate, Chocolate, Chocolate!

Baked goods sell for 50,000 on market lines. Hmmn. I wonder why? Possibly becoming more greadet at life than juxtaposed. Ha! Good job, life, for kicking me in the ass most days! Greater and greater does the soul become, to shallow hint at forfert heins. Chocolate bars, most delicious sport thou. Why not devar a loaf of your favorite artisan bread, with fondued glories; melted, rich, chocolates. Precious nights and Holy good mornings leave the altar for a cup of steamy coffee and a chocolate nici. Paired with a green ensemble, you're sure to make a move for the hot guy at the bar a la happy hour.

With Love, Girls,

Kharese

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