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I went to the chip shop yesterday and ate a year off my life. They have fried everything there. Fried macaroni and cheese and fried pizza. Fried snickers bars and fried twinkies. I know the stuff if murdering my heart, but I'm too old to care anymore. Some things are worth it.
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Sep 24, 2012
Sep 24, 2012 at 12:55 PM UTC
You Gotta Die Of Something
I went to the chip shop yesterday and ate a year off my life. They have fried everything there. Fried macaroni and cheese and fried pizza. Fried snickers bars and fried twinkies. I know the stuff if murdering my heart, but I'm too old to care anymore. Some things are worth it.
loren-mercier
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Sep 24, 2012
Sep 24, 2012 at 12:55 PM UTC
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