I'll never forget the day my old boyfriend Hiroshi
brought some of these home. The wicked grin on his face told me he'd snagged something that was just his kind of mischief. Defying US Customs, we brought a few to NY when we moved back to store in the fridge just for laughs. It kept it's shape and size (ahem) for almost ten years before I chucked it in the last move. Without the aid of Viagra. Makes me wonder what it was really made of — probably the same synthetic materials found in those McDonald's shakes that never melt or lose their consistency even if left out in the sun.
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