I made it through Fourth of July BBQ's, Summer Blockbusters, and even Cafe Rio, but leave it to that temptress California, to wear me down. Four days in SoCal, with Jake, a (diet) Coke fiend, was my breaking point. We went to In N Out, I had water. We went to Mexican food, I had water. We went to the bar, I had water. We had Pizza 3 TIMES IN A DAY, I couldn't take it. Have you tried to eat any of those meals with out a frosty soft drink or beer to wash them down? Hell, I tells ya. So here's take two. Maybe I should wait till after Friday, I would hate to see Batman without some fuckin' snacks.
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HAHAAHA.
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