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Let’s play… a two-fer.

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No, I haven’t run out of these yet.

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Hmm… Black Haddock has possibilities.

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And it’s better than yesterday’s… Blue HoHo.

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That’s easy….

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I know it’s a staple of childhood sandwiches and a good source of protein as an adult, but I completely despise the stuff. The mere smell of it makes me nauseated. I don’t care if you cover it in chocolate… I’m not eating it.

Nope.

Uh uh.

Never.

And if my husband comes at me with that nasty nut breath? I’m not kissing him either.

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Play time with Hemingway.

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You never know when Lord Dudley Mountcatten will feel like playing. One minute he’s sound asleep on the couch while you’re watching Ken Burns’ documentary on Ernest Hemingway. The next?

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He’s nutty as a fruitcake and flinging his toys across the room.

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Maybe it was all the talk of Hemingway’s romantic entanglements that got him frisky. Ernest did love the ladies…

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