I HATE BROCCOLI AND I HATE *YOU.*

(I’m sorry for the above outburst. It’s a classic example of Freudian transference. Sad, really. I hate broccoli, but I surely DON’T hate you. That came from an angry place.  I apologize.)

 

 

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