One day I asked my mom for a chocolate chip cookie. She said ok but only gave me half. After eating the half I asked for the other half. Smiling, she gave me half of the remainder. Puzzled but in no mood to argue, I ate the quarter of a cookie. Again I asked for the remainder and again she gave me half. This happened several times until finally there was just a crumb left, which I, being a fatty mcfatfat, gladly ate.
Finally satisfied, I went off to do the things I do. Hours later, I took a look at myself in the mirror and my face was absolutely covered in chocolate. Of course removing all the dried chocolate seemed like quite a task at this point, so I showered instead.
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