A short blurb to as to not kill my streak.

Blurb. Short but sweet, like plum sauce on a freshly deep fried chicky tendy. Sweet like a frosty mug of cold iced tea. Short like a… well. Let’s just say short shall we, and leave it at that. Blurb.

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