The Arctic North is cold. The darkness and winter creeps closer and closer until it hides beneath your very bones. There is no escape. There is no light. There is no heat in the Arctic Cold. Everything is covered in ice and snow. Everything glitters and glimmers. Everything is frozen in the Arctic North...
Rice cookies are a win. Chocolate is a win. You'd think that a combination of the two would create a super-win. That's not the case. It created the most super-lose I've ever tasted in my entire life - and I've had fois gràs (goose liver)! It came to the point where I kept eating them just to rid myself of their presence. Of course, I could just have thrown them away, but as Marge Simpsons says "it is a sin to waste food" and we did buy them...
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