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Two and a half weeks ago, we had some people over to the house who have moderately unruly children. Fortunately, they are pretty good about staying upstairs if we turn on a movie.
Just today, I discovered that one of them apparently snuck down while no one was looking to partake of extra food in the kitchen. The incontrovertible evidence: there were two completely uneaten pigs-in-a-blanket (sausages wrapped in biscuit dough, for those not familar with them) stashed inside the damn toybox.
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