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Last year Husband was in charge of buying the Halloween candy.
He went retro and needless to say Trick or Treaters left all Mary Janes for us.
This year I told him to buy the good stuff or we are moving town.
He got all my favorite chocolates and truffles and put them in a bowl.
He made me suffer in silence as he handed out posh swiss chocolate.
Not one was left for me.
I got what I wanted and it is not all it is cracked up to be.
If he wants molasses, molasses it is…