M is for Maple Syrup
When I was in 8th grade, I slept over at a friend's house with a few other guys. We had pancakes in the morning, and I overused the syrup. I was made fun of for months for my "bad liquid management." How sad that the children have to resort to corporate speak for their witticisms.
Who decided that syrup was a good idea anyway? Communists?
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