In my comic’s canon, rich uncle Pennybags was made of pudding, and his great grandchildren are tinfoil monsters. Don’t ask any questions. That’s all you need to know.
Wait, what’s in the children’s tinfoil? Is it pudding?
That’s a good question, but it’s not polite to ask what someone’s filling is. That’s very personal.
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