Last Sunday, I ate an entire box of S'mores Poptarts.
And six of my 8 mozzarella sticks. (Diane ate two. Bitch!)
As much pain as I was in, at least my period gave me good cravings. Although Larry and Fred thought I was pregnant. Which is fair, I suppose. Who eats chocolate and marshmallow, washes it down with lemonade, and bites into a hunk of
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