Angelias are like ogres who are like onions.
"They stink?"
"Yes...No!"
"Oh, you leave 'em out in the sun, they get all brown, and they start sprouting little white hairs?"
NO! Layers...Onions have layers. Angelias have layers. Onions have layers. Angelias have layers. You get it?
"Oh, you both have LAYERS. Oh. You know, not everybody likes onions. What about cake?! Everybody loves cake."
I don't CARE what everybody else likes. Angelias are not like cakes.
"You know what ELSE everybody likes? Parfaits! Have you ever met a person, you say, "Let's get some parfait," they say, "Hell no, I don't like no parfait"? Parfaits are delicious!"
Unfortunately, Angelias are
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