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ONE love, blood, life
...There are 8 or 9 different kinds of candy in the bowl my mom prepared for trick-or-treat. I'm handing it out. I'm picking and choosing the candy I don't like and giving it to the little twerps(judging by how they're yelling and bouncing off the figurative walls, more sugar is exactly what they need) so that the candy I DO like is left for me. I've been a baaaad boy tonight