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Yeah, my husband might only go for the candy. No bacon, because he's a vegetarian. No motorcycle, because he's just not interested (parents got in a bad motorcycle accident when he was a kid). No guns, because he doesn't feel the need to own one (we live in the safest town for its size in the U.S., and his uncle's a collector--if he wants to shoot, he can shoot).
I'd make him some candy, but our kitchen is kind of out of service at the moment. I've been meaning to try my hand at making buckeyes.
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