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"The humans reach for me because I have soul," a Rye Chip would boast. "You lot are just fillers."
One Tuesday, according to the logs in check_mix.txt , the Pretzels decided they had had enough. check mix.txt
At the top sat the . Dark, sturdy, and heavily lacquered in garlic seasoning, they were the undisputed aristocrats of the bag. They knew they were everyone’s first pick, and they acted like it, lounging near the top of the plastic seal. "The humans reach for me because I have
ends with a single observation: “In the bowl of life, everyone gets eaten eventually. You might as well be salty about it.” according to the logs in check_mix.txt
