Tonight I served milk chocolate covered strawberries to a room full of sophomores in hopes of coaxing out secrets to getting sophomores to come to my Celebrating Sophomores events.
In unwrapping 13 hershey bars, melting them down, and had dipping a crap ton of strawberries into them, I did not sneak a single taste of unvegan processed goodness.
I should get a medal for that. Or you know, a slap in the face for feeding students the processed ingredients that I refuse to eat for fear they'll kill me.
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