Your fridge is a refugee camp for food.. it's the only place I know where 3 month-old bread, a mooncake since Mid-Autumn Festival, shrivelled lady's fingers, charcoal-black bananas and last year's ice-cream co-exist happily.
Well, at least till I liberated them last night.
Well, at least till I liberated them last night.
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aaah traits of humanity in the boy, i think most of us knew oredy but affirmation is good haha
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