Would you rather frolic naked through a virgin meadow or feast unendingly on the most succulent bagels in the land forever?
Why can’t I continue doing both?
When the succulent Bagel crumbs tumble down towards the virgin meadow, the last thing I want is for them to gather in the folds of my Royal Canadian Apparel.
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