well well. I do not like cooked carrots. And not just when I put it directly in my plate. I never love her. I am uncomfortable even thinking about her. I hate when someone speaks about her.
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Very happy for you. And I love carrots and I do not want because of your proverbs from the shops to disappear the delicious and useful root fruit under the idiotic slogan "Children will hurt to know that carrots EXIST". So let us just silently not eat this unfortunate carrots, and not throw on the streets with his fists on the one who pulls an avoska of vegetables or even - oh, horror - instead of a tail dog or ice cream bites the carrots on the go. No one will force you to eat it, honestly :)
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I'll tell you more - if suddenly someone of your children grew up and loved carrots, it wasn't because he learned about its existence in some market, but only because children and parents' tastes don't always match.