
I'm sooooooo tired. I'm going to put on my sweet white cotton nightdress, and climb into my squooshy bed, turn out the lights, and . . . dream of Toblerone. . . because, in a world gone mad, there's always Toblerone!
. . . come in and get agitated.
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If only i had a nice squishy bed made of Toblerone..the world would be a much better place.
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