What Are Some Things That Help You Sleep At Night? I Suffer Kind Of With Anxiety And Depression And Nothing

Since Miss Hoffmann brought it up:

Do u have a driving license I genuinely want to know

A what?!

Oh! Yeah, heh, no. We do have motorized bikes and trucks here for my workers, though - they drive into town and handle whatever business needs to be handled. I do know how to somewhat operate a jet, just enough to travel back and forth between the factory and small countries. And I use the glass elevator for daily transportation. I spent so many years dedicating my life to my work and 'til today I guess I just forgot those driver's "thingies" exist. Or I never found much use in owning one myself.

Aawww

You can't just give one of your followers a cute nickname and not the rest of us that's not fair 😔

But I called you all chocolate chips earlier, is that suddenly not good enough?

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Faxx 😁💙🍬

somebody get this bootleg underage willy wonka outta here 😭 @coffeescandyshop #notmywonka

Hands up for @thewillywonka #mywonkaaa #zebest 🎉🎊🎀

When veruca got attacked by the squirrels were you pretending to look for the key or could you really not find it lol? 🐿️🐿️🐿️🐿️🐿️

Contrary to popular belief, I seriously couldn't remember which key it was. But I warned her about those squirrels. They can be vicious little suckers and she was a bad nut! A very bad nut...yeah.

Lmfao

Misfits (2009–2013) cr. Howard Overman

I wanna gossip too

I didn't know you was good friends with Santa clause. I'm late. But I bet you and your oompa loompas be getting the holiday hookup special. All types of little cute outfits and tailored coats and supplies. You know good and well your behind should be on the naughty list after what you did to them kids but Santa still be putting you on the nice list in trade for cookies and chocolate 😂😂

Oh yeah, everybody know the Clauses and their worker elves here at the factory. They like to visit during the winter for a tour and a nice dinner in our big dining hall, and they just love having hot chocolate near the fireplace. Fortunately, Santa never learned about the little factory mishap so I was never put on his naughty list. That's a secret, a slightly dirty one, but so what? We all have at least one. And it's not like any of what happened was my fault anyway. I'm quite an angel, if I do say so myself.

Wait you can rap? I wanna see

Can you sing? What are your talents?

Oh, goodness no. Ha. I'm not the best singer. I'm not bad. Just not Michael Jackson good. More like average.

Although, I do have quite a few talents, which include flute playing, dancing, reading backwards, rapping, voice imitation, acrylic painting, magic, cooking, and of course, candy making. :)

Would you like to be friends? 😁😄😃

Ha ha...no.

Because you see, most people aren't going to put the same amount of effort in that I do...and that is the biggest form of rejection to me. The worst kind, actually. Friends let you down, or people you trust betray you and steal your secret chocolate recipes, why should I want them? Besides, The Buckets, Hatter and Edward are my dearest friends. I have no more tolerance for others. Maybe you should ask Edward, he told me that it gets lonely up in that stuffy castle sometimes, and unfortunately I can't visit often. He lives quite the distance and my factory is demanding.

You don't have no business sharing pics of food I can't taste

Homemade dinner guaranteed to taste better than ya mama's cookin'!

Indian style chicken and vegetable tray bake; sweet potatoes, courgettes, peppers, onions, cauliflower and fennel to start, tossed in oil, cumin and turmeric. Chicken pieces marinated in garlic, ginger, garam masala, homemade smoked chilli sauce, and lime juice. Roasted for 45 minutes then added broccoli, chopped garlic and tomatoes. Finished off for another 15 minutes and then served with a few dollops of raita (yogurt, mint, cucumber and coriander). And to wash it down, Verdi Spumante white sparkling wine, imported from Italy.

Look at those beautiful, bright colors. Those crisp veggies. That succulent, tender chicken.

Who said I can't hold it down in the kitchen? No one? Oh, I thought so. Ha.