If you wondered why I decided to battle you by laying here on the floor, you need only consult your fists, which are saying aloud, "Nostalgia, you know, is like that feeling of memory...and Candy is like...colorful and appeals to kids and um, it's sweet."
If I tried to swing at you, my arms would tickle into rope ladders and children's slides and I'd realize that I'm the one remembering what it's like to be a kid, not your members.
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