I have had certain platters served right in my lap, sometimes even delivered by early AM CTA trips. I have attempted to appreciate certain platters, but there's a few I tossed away. Let's say tomorrow I was put on death row, to be executed shortly after, I'd be able to pick my last meal quite quickly: suzy q's, pancakes, and corn-cornbread. I've wanted one, fooled myself into thinking I wasn't entertaining many, and now I work towards a distant epic dream. I love you still. WHOO.
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