Okay, so these are seriously an addiction. I eat ‘em before I go to work, I eat ‘em before I go home, I eat ‘em in my f*cking dreams. They’re so good, if I had to inject them into my bloodstream, I wouldn’t even hesitate. Egg Bite me the hell…
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Why can’t Anastasia just cook for me? I mean, there’s, like, tons of reasons I could give you, for having her cook me some food. However, she likes to act cruel towards Little Chasey, and denies me my meals on a regular basis. She says stuff like “Learn to cook…