Question . . .

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Does carrot cake taste like boogers to a snow man? Asking for a friend. . . 

There's no place like home . . .

"Oh, but anyway, Toto, we're home. Home! And this is my room, and you're all here. And I'm not gonna leave here ever, ever again, because I love you all, and - oh, Auntie Em - there's no place like home!"



Friends, my "Dorothy" came home! Praise the LORD!

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