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Your boyfriend failed me, Deverill.

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Children of mine, please let me know your favorite candy varieties. If you say you don't like candy you're finding chocolate-covered broccoli in your stocking.

Also, I think we can still throw Willow and Bijou higher.

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She has a boyfriend now? I swear, I can't keep up with you people.

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I'll accept broccoli sans chocolate.

were sharing him actually

He's quite successful and svelte

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Broccoli-shaped chocolate, got it

This is exactly why we need to stop the sleepovers in 2020. No sense of boundaries anymore.

Get woke Pres, our hearts are just too full of love

He'd better be. We have standards to maintain around here as the hottest junior class.

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Broccoli-shaped broccoli. Do you want to develop the muscle to shotput sophs or not?

Edited (random icon failed me) 2019-12-12 19:01 (UTC)

I think we all respect exactly as many boundaries as before

Oh I think you definitely can.

Ugh. You all do what you want, but if this turns into a shotgun poly marriage, I am still only bringing one gift.

Can you imagine if one of us dated for love

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We're bulking up.

Which is horrendous to contemplate. I can't believe I've lived with you for years.

What boyfriend?

Do you have a limit or should we just keep throwing until we can't see you anymore

I know your so lucky

It's a good thing sharing is fundamental to the success of our eleven-person relationship.

He doesn't go here

Oh, stage an intervention. There's no other option.

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I feel like my brain is being chewed up every time I consume sugar. Which I suppose could be useful if it kills the part that cares about stunt safety.