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Jul 20th, 2010, 11:02 AM
I used to always stop at a convenience store on the way home from the pubs and pick up a few bags of pork rinds. The deep fried, salty, porous rubbish would then soak up all the grog in my belly and dehydrate me enough to make me vomit everywhere. Good times.
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