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Post walk, Tyler plopped on the chair with a fist full of raw cookie dough. Usually we or he freezes it. When I asked he said, well yeah you’re supposed too! Wait for the kicker…he went back for another brick. Uh, I’m sure my brow furrowed oh so slightly. Gross Tyler gross!
“[F]ist full” and “brick” are strong words that don’t accurately represent Fat Tyler’s actions. I’m surprised she didn’t mention the takeout I ate too.
