"Sweetie, when you were little, I got food poisoning from eating
Gung Bo Gai at that Chinese place in the Mall, and I promised God
that if he'd make me stop puking we'd become vegetarians."
'But Mom, we don't even go to church...I want a WHOPPER!!!!!!!!'
Hi Everybody, It's been a long time since I wrote a 55 when I wasn't the Host..
It's like riding a bike!
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