Marooned

If I was marooned on a desert island and I could only bring 3 things, they would be: my iPhone, a pair of ivory chopsticks, and the delivery number for Midori All-You Can Eat Sushi.

Marooned!

You might ask how I might pay for the the constant deliveries of sushi deliciousness. Shhhhhh, baby… don’t worry your pretty little head about that. Snip snip.

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