You can usually find me here, sitting in the back, contemplating ordering cajun fries, then not ordering cajun fries, then wondering whether or not I should've ordered cajun fries, then wishing I would've ordered cajun fries, then figuring it's too late to order cajun fries, then telling myself it's probably best I didn't order cajun fries because I really don't need cajun fries because I'm getting pudgy, then I realize oh my god I'm getting so pudgy, then I think I'm such a pudgy piece of shit -- why am I such a pudgy piece of shit -- maybe I should order some cajun fries . . .
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