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So once a month when my wife’s aunt flow visits and we need chocolate is this why we always end up either fighting usually I did something wrong and won’t admit it. Or we go shooting steel targets and she who has no “sniper” training. Can hit targets at 1000 yards. And makes me look bad. But any other time when aunt flow isn’t around Or she isn’t pregnant. She can’t hit an e type target at 10 feet? Explains everything.
Hell yeah it is. The Spanish Marines’ MREs have some dope ass chocolate in them.
What ever happened to the no-melt Tropical Chocolate?
I heard it tasted pretty bad so no one would buy it willingly. But seeing as I haven’t been able to find any to try I can’t say for sure.
Used to be Mars bars for us in the UK….
If you grabbed the four fingers of death, you were guaranteed M&Ms.
I traded a date with my sister for M&M’s once…..
Damn good trade…for me.
If they included a 70% cocoa with a juice box container of a 98 Bertrand Bourgogne Rouge, that would be classy!
So once a month when my wife’s aunt flow visits and we need chocolate is this why we always end up either fighting usually I did something wrong and won’t admit it. Or we go shooting steel targets and she who has no “sniper” training. Can hit targets at 1000 yards. And makes me look bad. But any other time when aunt flow isn’t around Or she isn’t pregnant. She can’t hit an e type target at 10 feet? Explains everything.