Me: We have had piles of exotic chocolate in our cupboard for ten days and we still haven’t touched it.
Austin: So?
Me: So, I can only resist temptation for so long. The chocolate is whispering to me. “Rachel, come eat me. Rachel, you paid for me. You are justified eating all you want.”
Austin: That’s not the chocolate talking to you. That’s a tumor.
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