Hah!
Apon a time (once) there was a girl with apple cheeks and an affable (did I use it right?) air who liked ambling around the park and angling for fish, even though she hated eating them, because fish are slimy and gross. She was awfully sweet, and was always generous.
Then her parents died, because that sort of thing happens all the time in fairy stories. So she was all alone.
Awwww.
Then her parents died, because that sort of thing happens all the time in fairy stories. So she was all alone.
Awwww.
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Francis and Esther heaped generous portions on Beatrice's plate, while Francis complained about his gout and Esther looked glamourous.
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What do they taste like?
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Do you have any pictures from his trip?
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I Solemnly Swear That I Am Up To No Good
The funny thing is if she HAD done it they'd have been out of the country when everything happened.
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I think you're making these foods up.
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Hang on, let me look it up again. It's pickled fish or something. It sounded utterly foul.
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There are things that are good pickled but fish is sort of nasty already.