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There was a woman who really liked to eat caramel. She has quick eyesight. Can monitor Kalamae at 180 degrees, but today she woke up very early and felt drowsy. And still falling into a crazy dream Filled with colorful caramel and many flavors.

Today, she still walks to work as usual every day. And she was very shocked. until unable to suppress an exclamation that was not very surprising

\"My chest will break\"

Because what she saw was caramel. hanging on the door Beautiful and eye-catching blooms No one's house can be known. But that was not the reason why she glanced at Caramel. But it was because of the bright red color of the bag. The colors are so seductive that your heart will race. irregular

So she walked in slowly. slowly roasting He looked around carefully. Until you stood in front of the door Suddenly she couldn't control her hand. that has clearly begun to wither He slowly reached out and picked up the caramel that was now Sending a scent that tempts her without stopping Then he put it into his mouth with excitement.

Then she had to exclaim again. This time it was even more surprising.

Oops…..drop(…..it's the sensor who thought about it)

Why is it so delicious? Then she slowly continued to eat until it was all gone. without letting anyone see

After that, she walked to work as usual. It is expected that the abundance of caramel in the bag will keep her full comfortably until lunch.

Along the way, a young man asked her anxiously.

****The following will be Kham Muang****

Don't be afraid, I'll leave a note behind for you to look at this symbol.

I would like to say that if you read the Kham Muang version it will be very funny.

“Auntie, please turn on my bag,” the young man asked. Have you seen my bag?

“A bag of noodles?” Auntie asked. What kind of bag is it?

The young man didn't answer.

“Tell me, what bag is it?” Auntie didn't spare any effort. Tell me, what bag is it?

The young man then gathered his strength and answered his aunt,

“Poop bag,” the young man replied shyly.

"I'm not sure what you're listening to," Auntie said in an annoyed manner. What is it? I don't understand.

The young man still refused to answer in words and continued to try.

“Poop bag,” the young man answered again.

Auntie is getting angry.

“King will tell you if you don't. I'm going now." Grandpa said angrily. Will you tell me if I don't? I'm going now.

“I can tell you,” the young man gave in.

“Just tell me,” Auntie repeated. Then tell me.

“Poop bag,” the young man said without looking at him. A poop bag.

Suddenly Auntie thought about the past events and asked:

\"King, don't tell me it's a red bag.\" You, don't tell me it's a red bag.

\"Jai, where is Auntie Hanty?\" That's right, where is Auntie?

Suddenly Auntie exclaimed again.

Oops, E-po, E-mae.

Then he cursed the young man without holding back.

I'm looking for pak ha to eat. I'm looking for food. A liar can fool an old person. Come and let me eat shit.

Auntie didn't answer and walked away without looking back.

After that, Auntie didn't eat caramel again. I swear that for the rest of my life

This story teaches us that It's better to see shit than caramel. How is it?

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