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Not guilty. Not really everything though I'm still learning. The next poster knows how to cook any kind of pasta!

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Guilty! Twice! Also, I'll have to share my recipes! The next person has special recipes for just about everything!

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Mitsuko listened but found herself surprised to hear her story. At the same time, she could not disagree with hiding thing from her parents. Her own mother might think her dead. If she knew that she had fallen into a battle with a God's guardian and became herself a magical girl of sort, now journeying with a fairy and a fox girl friend? Chances she would believe her were pretty low. Thankfully, magical girls were common knowledge to everyone thanks to their publicity and her mother knew that she liked them to the point of going to a convention. Still, that would be a lot to take in but she'd have to tell her. Or maybe keep it a secret to mak

Guilty-ish. If is safe for them? Yes. Next person has rode an elephant.

Not Guilty. I drink them just to be sure I'm getting enough protein after working out, but I'm not a fan. The next person is totally ok with sharing what they're eating with animals.

Not guilty luckily. I sure do love PB&Js. Next person likes protein shakes.

Not guilty. Only thing I add to bread os butter. Next person is allergic to peanut butter.

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"You think you got what it takes to probe the Johnny the Big Bad Wolf?!" the Professional Wrestler exclaimed, his thumbs snapping on the elastic shoulder bands of his old-fashioned spandex. "Lemme tell you something bug-eyes! I'm gonna huff and I'm gonna puff and I'm gonna blow you all the way back to where your momma made you beyond the Milky Way!" The actual, honest-to-God Alien, a stereotypical gray with giant, bulbous black eyes fit on a head too large for the rest of the scrawny body, merely blinked and tilted its head. A string of consonants emerged from its little mouth, but if it was trying to communicate with the big, burly man

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Commander Sam Washington had offered the priest a drink by reflex. He had not expected the visit, but the stark, haunted look in Father Paul Romero's eyes as he stepped out of the late-night damp into the astronaut's base house living room told him the older man might be in need of something stiffer than coffee. This was less concerning, however, than the way the ordinarily stoic Catholic threw back the tumbler as if it were a shot and gripped the empty glass with trembling fingers. "Take it," Paul said, grabbing the Commander's wrist and shoving the crucifix into his palm. "Mock me if you must, but wear it." "...I'm not a religiou

Guilty. I'm having vitamin C and fish oil at least. The next poster is a nutella lover.

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