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You know that little voice in the back of your head that tells you not to do stupid things because you’ll pay for it later?

I need to give mine a megaphone.

Send help, I’m dying. I ate like 8lbs of peanut brittle. I think I might be dying. What’s the lethal dose of peanut brittle? How much can a human physically ingest before it’s too late and they’re on their way to becoming immortalised in brittle?

Maybe I should find out. If I can roll off the couch… Come to me, sweet, sweet death. (hehehe you get it? Because if I die, it’ll be because of something sweet. I’m hilarious)