Ah, Valentine's Day. My lovely roommate saw fit to favor me with a box of chocolates this morning, which, like a good chocoholic, I promptly ate. And things were going well for a while there: caramel, nuts, fudge. Much deliciousness.
And then came this little bastard.
I don't know if you can see, but that filling is orange. ORANGE. I think not. This may have been the worst shanking I've ever suffered at the hands of a box of candy. Dammit.
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