The thing that would come for me on christmas day from my Gm's is the same thing that comes to me every night in my nightmares, Chocolate milk. Our lawyers have told us that we can't talk about our milk preferences in the workplace anymore. Head Office has warned us about the issues that we've had about the "discussions on milk preferences" that have occurred. Oh no make no mistake they wouldn't put their name on the package and they never send the same kind of chocolate milk twice. They might be Heathens following the wrong milk faith but they are artisans in a way like that. In a power move I give the Chocolate milk right back to them but in classic Minnesota Passive-aggressive combat. I Demean chocolate milk constantly and find flaws in it despite never letting the black moo touch my lips. A more devious Long term plan I've enacted is to trick them into drinking Strawberry milk. They've drunk over a gallon of Strawberry milk this season alone and don't even know it. Personally, I think that they'd think dark-colored Strawberry milk is actually great chocolate milk but again, I don't allow the black moo to cross my lips. We're trying to drink milk out here everyone doesn't complicate it too much.
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