When I was a girl, my grandmother told me that little people lived in my toes and that they loved broccoli. βMolly, canβt you hear them? βSEND US SOME BROCCOLI!! EAT A BITE OF BROCCOLI!ββ
So I would take a bite, chew and after swallowing, look at my feet and say, βHere it comes!β True story.
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