Walls... talking.
It feels as if my soul is being sucked down a chocolatey black hole vortex of 160+ grams of sugary death and destruction.
Yet all I can feel is a deep sense of satisfaction and absolutely no regret.
Damn you for making me love you Little Debbie.
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