When I was 5, I wanted something to eat, so me and my mom went to store. She got me out of the car, put me in the trolley, and I fell asleep....
I woke up on the way back in the car, and I said " Mommy... What did you get me to eat?" And then she says "I got you some chocolate mousse from Mousse Man hun" and poor little me's sittin' there trying to figure out what the hell she was talking about. So we got home, she made the mousse and as soon as it was done, she put it in a bowl and got a spoon. She fed me it to me. I barfed all down her. I got sent to my room and I felt upset that mousse was such a horrible thing.
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