Now that I'm well past my Play Doh eating days (I swear), I can't tell you if it was salty from being molded over and over by dirty kid hands or if the fresh stuff is salty too. And now I'm done thinking about that.
I don't care if it's not edible, I want me some magic sizzling plastic fries! I'll eat them!
Mmmm, I bet that salsa aged well.
Last thing I look at before I go to sleep is my ham pillow to ensure sweet, meaty dreams.
Send it back, I want it 190 degrees.
Which is the real vegetable here? You know you love a good giraffe-tot casserole.
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