I like butter.
There, I said it.
I'll say it again.
I like butter.
I like to eat butter, cook with butter, look at butter, feel butter ...
ohhhhh, butter, you are so ... buttery!
I will not, can not, no way will, can't force me to cook with Marge. Even Marge Simpson. Just forget it.
Butter.
The best.
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