She sat waiting for him, munching happily on her cadbury flake, ignoring the people shooting her dirty looks. He walked out, exhausted, smiling as he saw her. Noticing the chocolate, he looked at her incredulously.
"You're eating a bar of chocolate outside the gym?"
"Yup."
"But it's a gym!"
"I felt like a flake today."
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hahaaahahahaaaa....
i like flake. you still get flake? i thought they stopped flake.
Hmmmm, maybe you don't get flake here anymore. Dammit. I feel like a flake. :(
@revealed: :)
@spazsim: You don't get flake here (the states) or there (mumbai) but you get it in the u.k.
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