Rumor has it that our knuckle-head Drew will eat practically anything that will fit in his mouth. I believe this picture pretty much confirms that suspicion. Before you are the remains of 16 tea lights after Drew decided they might make a good mid afternoon snack. These aren't even scented candles, just your basic old white blobs of wax. Tell me tomorrow morning's poop won't be an interesting one. Sometimes I honestly think he has a death wish.
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