tHE cANDY
it was 5:30 in the morning, there was candy in the kitchen, I grabbed myself a handful, I thought that it was bitchin', I was heading out for work, so I threw them in my pocket, thought that it would be a perk, didn't realize I forgot it... so here I am at 2 o'clock, nearly the end of my work day, I stumble across something I lost, the candy was on a time layaway, being forgetful comes with prizes.
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