Round and round and round she goes, where she stops, nobody knows! Ha ha!
Welcome to the Chocolate Factory, the place where if she doesn't like chocolate then I don't want her. Ahaha! I kid, I kid. But seriously. Look at this baby stir.
While some of you are closing your tired little eyes to sleep, we're up whip-whipping it, boxing and shipping it! โจ
Sometimes I think about throwing myself into one of your machineries because my back hurts so bad I need to be cracked like a glowstick
That's terrible. I don't know if throwing yourself into any machines would do anything other than harm you.
It might be best to go to a spa and allow someone to give you a massage. Maybe let a person walk on your back?
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I'm becoming a bit overwhelmed with the notifications I'm receiving. My asks are totally backed up too. They just don't stop, ha. I'm gonna take a break and check on my Oompa Loompas. Heh...'kay bye.
I don't wanna talk about it, but here's a few old pictures of me growing up:
Yeah. Sure.
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So since you don't follow or like people I guess I can't count on you following me back ๐ญ
No, sorry. I'm not here for friends. No offense.
Hahahahahaha!
I love how you rejected Mrs beareguarde before the boat ride and didn't sit by her but then after that you was just all up in her personal space and sneaking up on her and shit ๐๐๐๐๐
Was I invading her personal space any more than she had already mine? I didn't notice. Her advance prior was intentional, though. My being in her space was just coincidental and situational. Because her daughter was a gigantic blueberry and that probably needed to be talked about.
There is no way to teach it, my dear.
You just let the music flow through you and it should come naturally. At least for me it does. That's the art of dance.
Let's keep pumping out the chocolate!
I'm becoming a bit overwhelmed with the notifications I'm receiving. My asks are totally backed up too. They just don't stop, ha. I'm gonna take a break and check on my Oompa Loompas. Heh...'kay bye.
Another weird cocoa question:
Can I touch the back of your hand, please?
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Why?
If a girl's coochie smells like tuna fish is that bad for men? Asking for a friend ๐ ๐๐ถ๐ค
I think m-maybe that's a q-question for your gynecologist, dear girl.
...Heh...yeah. Gynecologist.
I'm not a doctor. I'm a chocolatier. I make chocolate. 'Kay?