The last thing I need is for a junk food label to tell me that I will die from gluttony, but here it is. At least I can’t say I had not been warned. Not that the dead can complain.
“Have you heard? Chris passed away.”
“Oh? I didn’t know he was sick.”
“He wasn’t.”
“Accident?”
“Magic Chips.”
“What, he didn’t read the label?”
I will not snack 'til I drop. I would rather drink and dine 'til I drop.
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