Long story involving the man in question interrupting my birthday party to throw a fit about Ariel not having her phone turned on, yell at her, then giving me 4 pans of homemade fudge, one of which he tells me not to eat, because it turned out nasty.
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As Kit hates fudge, this was rubbing salt into a wound for her, and he has since been named fudge by the two of us.
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As Kit hates fudge, this was rubbing salt into a wound for her, and he has since been named fudge by the two of us.