So I remember in eighth grade we took a trip to Washington DC. I had on a brand new white polo shirt. We got chocolate ice cream early on the start of our tour day. I spilled chocolate ice cream down the front of my shirt. so I had to wear that all day long.
So my takeaway was don't ever wear white I wonder what my takeaway would have been no I wonder what my being would be like if my takeaway were don't eat chocolate ice cream.
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