I had a dream that Samuel L. Jackson was my cellmate in a French prison and we were smuggling in jalapenos so that he could teach me how to make his legendary Jalapeno Marmalade. I’ve never been so disappointed to wake up.
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Phew. So, if it’s not for violating food hygiene laws/crimes against humanity, what are you in for?
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Eating cheese before bedtime, I presume.
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