Courtesy of my third favourite female person with a boy's name I took in some rocky road crunch bars into work today - well it was easier than buying some cakes - in commiseration (or celebration) of my leaving my job at the end of this week.
The only problem was that featured marshmallows had bits of dead cows in, which didn't go down brilliantly with some, which I'd forgotten to take into account.
Oh poo.
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