Scr*w the diet, I want carbs and Aioli

Something cold and wet was pressed against my neck, and someone was holding my hand.  For the love of god, not again. I thought to myself as a i came back around. It was the third time this holiday i fainted, but the first time it had unfortunately taken place in the middle of a …

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