[ While one very nice, delectable strawberry crepe is whipped up for his partner in crime, Jim encourages the second attendant to put a host of ever more varying dollops inside his own. Bubblegum, banoffee, banana slices, something with nuts and chunks of a bright pink fruit he doesn't honestly believe exists (I bet they made that one up).
By the time they're handed their cold afternoon snacks, he has to use two hands to unironically hold onto the monster. ]
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By the time they're handed their cold afternoon snacks, he has to use two hands to unironically hold onto the monster. ]
Holy crap. You're sure you don't want any?