I remember when I was fifteen, it was all I could do to drink a quart of beer. It would fill me up to the point of popping. I started drinking light beer, just so I could drink enough to catch a buzz without ending up too stuffed to move.
I want my fifteen year old belly back. My 41 year old belly is far too roomy and accommodating.
(Hey kids, this wasn't cool, btw. I'm not advocating, merely observing.)
Meanwhile, in Texas, they think the end of times are nigh, simply because a mile long UFO is buzzing around. They say everything is bigger in Texas.
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