I love the Cadbury creme eggs. So does my great-nephew Ethan. Last year he got caught sneaking into the Easter Bunny's stash and making a grab for the creme eggs. Well, he wasn't actually caught in the act, but the empty candy wrappers under his bed and his chocolate-covered face were a strong indication of his guilt. Despite being presented with this compelling evidence, Ethan followed henchman protocol and vehemently denied everything. Good man.
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