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You can’t have too much houmous! Except in the strictest sense.
I thought you won the sun cream-game when you had the lowest? I mean, if you need factor 147, you’re obviously made out of paper and have no skin-pigments whatsoever. If you need, like, factor 4, then you’re a tan bombshell!