I love M & M's. Love 'em.
They are a part of me. Literally. I've had a bit too many. BUT (see! That's a big BUT) I am too intimate with them to call them by their initials. To me they're mmm and mmmms.
Yesterday I asked a grocer which aisle held the mmm and mmmms. He looked at me rather perplexed. So I changed it to M & M's. "Aisle 3" he replied.
Then I asked where to find M, I, L, & K.
They are a part of me. Literally. I've had a bit too many. BUT (see! That's a big BUT) I am too intimate with them to call them by their initials. To me they're mmm and mmmms.
Yesterday I asked a grocer which aisle held the mmm and mmmms. He looked at me rather perplexed. So I changed it to M & M's. "Aisle 3" he replied.
Then I asked where to find M, I, L, & K.
I share your admiration of mmmmmms! The person who came up with the idea should be awarded the Nobel Peace Prize for chocolatey goodness! Peace!
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