I'm sort of glad I'm not in college anymore. Good times, though. You can eat total crap and drink lighter fluid and not see it directly translate to your waist line the next morning. Head would hurt a little sometimes before you'd head for El Conquistador and the Number One Platter and a large Dr Pepper. Then, the world would begin anew.
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Amen. Can't imagine what I would feel like - or look like - today if I pulled into a 7-11 at 3:00 a.m - at least three times a week -for a Truck Stopper sandwich and the first bag of chips I could lay my hands on.
Or how I would feel if half the world knew some of the stuff I did.
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