So again I went to my grandma's friend's house for the Super Bowl this year. I can't help but binge when I see so much food. During the last our I was there (like, nine), my chest hurt, and I literally clinched onto my shirt and hit my head on the wall and grunted.
I think it was the cookies and chips.
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