we didn't bring snacks. we had curly fries. it might as well be known that we later considered it the day of the curly fry. Tasted like potatoes they did. Fucking salty potatoes. potatoes so salty they make you wanna go fuck a puddle(at the very least) in an attempt to regain at least some of the moisture lost by the body. we like our curly fries this way. reminds us of shit. fuck.
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