Somewhere in the world, there must be someone else out there at 2 in the morning drawing volleyballs. Who knows? Somewhere in Thailand, small children are using their nimble fingers making volleyballs, and here I am, in my self started sweatshop makng volleyballs. At least they're edible (I hope).Here's a brief play by play of for my mini chocolate volleyballs filled with nutella. How can that be bad?
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