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I THINK I ATE SOMETHING BAD




I think I hate something bad.


I don't know if it was a case of one snack or a multitude of snacks, but all of a sudden, I was hurling acid and pooping goo in the wee hours of March 7.


I was practically like Russell Westbrook in my quest to live life to the fullest.




Anyway, I still have warm hands - which means I am either dehydrated or touched an oven.

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