The president took the advice of my East Texas grandmother: If you can skin a cat without getting the room all bloody, why not do it that way?
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Chocolate is the first luxury. It has so many things wrapped up in it: Deliciusness in the moment, childhood memories, and that grin-inducing feeling of getting a reward for being good.
I should get a few ribs taken out, because I'll be in a corset for the rest of my life.

