Leave the last piece? What about me?!!
What happens to the last piece left behind? Have we considered its' feelings? We do now.
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Tiramisu? Noimisu? Do you though? Do you? I don’t think you do. No one misses me. I’m the last bite of succulent lady fingers, drenched in a bath of 4 different liquors. I’m the best and brightest of my kind. Forget the fact that I weigh in at 500 calories per serving. Just remember the joy that I brought to the masses. Remember me…that’s all I ask. :-(