Obese roomate 325 pounds. Broke. Goes to food bank on his day off. Shows me these cinnamon something oreos, says they taste like fireball whiskey and are gross. Ask if he is still going to eat them, pauses yeah they arent bad in milk. Dude.
Obese roomate 325 pounds. Broke. Goes to food bank on his day off. Shows me these cinnamon something oreos, says they taste like fireball whiskey and are gross. Ask if he is still going to eat them, pauses yeah they arent bad in milk. Dude.
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