Don’t trust talking boxes of candy

“Hey there. Look at me, I am just some delicous minty goodness being held together by rich and tasty dark chocolate. What? Oh no, don’t you worry one little bit that we are tucked inside a square container jammed into a corkscrew. That’s it, push the button…”
I miss my buck fifty.
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