How dare you defy me hot chocolate. I put a cup under the spigot and you were suppose to fill the cup and not just throw hot chocolate over the counter while Southern people called me 'Miss' and pointed at you. Naughty, naughty hot chocolate. Adding one more thing to my list of ever growing things that I must accomplish in a short period of time. Yet you choose to make a mockery of me and just run all over the place and dribble down the counter onto the shelf.
I don't even want to talk to you hot chocolate.
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