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And, Lenny, you're not blameless yourself! What of your torrid love affair with that horrid Dutch woman?

She's not Dutch, dear, she's Belgian. There's a huge difference between the two countries, not only in the simple and obvious superiority of the Belgians, but also in their general outlook on --

But you! You would bite her and make such horrendous noises while you lapped up her sweet fillings. Your eyes devoured her every time we met her in the stores!

She tasted voluptuous within my mouth.

You clutched her box to you when you slept. You were sleeping with other women in our bed! Our life together has been ruined by a box of chocolates! How many times did you love her behind my back?

When you had turned away from me. I needed her sweet and unconditional loving! I could not help it; I was weak.