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Buzzfeeding Sustenance Eating Drinking Beyond Point of Satiation

Buzzfeeding sustenance (eating/drinking) beyond point of satiation Bloated swollen cheeks analogous to first Chinese Brother, who swallowed the sea, now non sequitur off beaten track i.e. less apropos re: guarding par for race course as if ace driver won Grand Prix latter referencing international horse race for three-year-olds, founded in eighteen sixty three 931 + 932 = above number satisfying ghost of Fibonacci. Original idea predicated whereby all Americans heartily feast (stuff themselves to the gills) salivating cornucopia dime a dozen lonely people bemoaning holiday re: traditional Thanksgiving time, celebrating joie de vivre chime wine glasses clink full house, where ushers pantomime proffer gobbledygook and motion rapidly hungry guests toward smorgasboard prime tables for gluttonous to commit punishing crime. Tentative arrangement made, whereby oldest sister, and husband, (who live a jaunt away from Maple Shade more precisely Woodbury New Jersey) would swing by Schwenksville comprising one car motorcade, thence to shuttle 31.5 miles southeast our mutual (of Omaha) friend, I met when counted orbitz during late 30/early thirtieth decade. Offer to drive out of their way presented, since our 2009 Hyundai Sonata did betray accountability, dependability... reliability oy vey woolworth no more than couple/few Benjamins yet real challenge constitutes yours truly, née theme underlying mein kampf pennilessness pray I did (despite being orthodox atheist) to no avail relying upon social security regarding disability (mine) Mayday forthrightly, feebly, faintly... calling before men donned with white coats came to take me away to the happy home with trees and flowers and chirping birds and basket weavers who sit, smile, twiddle their thumbs and toes. Communication break down compromised eating humble pie regarding this ole man upended above mentioned plan whereby attending hosted by: Gail la Dorfman afforded rubber express thus with Forrest Gump I ran all the way across Ocean thru to Japan.

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