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🐱🐲: Pale toadstools. And I also remember a story from some lecture on sanitary safety or something similar, where they told a chilling tale about how a grandmother preserved mushrooms in a jar, messed something up, and her granddaughter ate them and got poisoned. Since then, I've had a suspicious attitude towards mushrooms. I love them very much, but in 99% of cases, I only eat store-bought button mushrooms.
⛓️♿: Well, Jack and Nebos weren't poisonous, I think. Luckily.
🎪🏹: It's all so complicated. Before I ran away with the traveling circus, I ate everything I could find in this damned swamp. Maybe even pale toadstools.
🐱🐲: Well, you have a stomach of steel; you can digest nails.
⛓️♿: Pfft, nails. She can digest what she cooks. And that's saying something. After her cooking, I realized that I missed the garbage I was fed in Lower Lunaria.
🎪🏹: Guiyosha!!!
⛓️♿: And I'm not exaggerating.
🎪🏹: That's it!!! ୧( ಠДಠ )୨
⛓️♿: Help me.
⛓️♿: Well, Jack and Nebos weren't poisonous, I think. Luckily.
🎪🏹: It's all so complicated. Before I ran away with the traveling circus, I ate everything I could find in this damned swamp. Maybe even pale toadstools.
🐱🐲: Well, you have a stomach of steel; you can digest nails.
⛓️♿: Pfft, nails. She can digest what she cooks. And that's saying something. After her cooking, I realized that I missed the garbage I was fed in Lower Lunaria.
🎪🏹: Guiyosha!!!
⛓️♿: And I'm not exaggerating.
🎪🏹: That's it!!! ୧( ಠДಠ )୨
⛓️♿: Help me.
А, вот почему.
🏹🎪+⛓️♿=💕
🏹🎪+⛓️♿=💕