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January 9, 2013

Gullibility by ~Schandlich Suggester Writes: Horrific and hilarious; what more could you possibly want?

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Published: Jul 7, 2012

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Day 7 for FFM. I'm super late.

UPDATE!!!!-----

As I replied to other comments regarding this, it was my spell-check that turned James' darling, little chuckle into delicious grain. I edit my stories on my mobile at times (because I'm a dufus), and happened to put "ry" instead of "wry" and the phone decided that bread related things was the right way to go. I've replace the word with the correct one and am now moving on...
Rest assured, I'm thoroughly embarrassed about that, but since putting this story up, I've gotten my laptop out of repair. (YAY! No more phone editing!)