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Butter wouldn’t melt in his mouth.
…even if that butter had recently been on the kitchen counter.
He probably needed it for the entire loaf of oatmeal bread he ate last week…. plastic bag and all.
Like we don’t already feed him like a prince.
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Flibbertigibbet & dilettante.
Not necessarily in that order.
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