ODing
I think I am OD-ing on salad. Salad and homemade, wheat flat bread (ah, gluten), made by small Russian women. This is the only way I ever want to OD, fore it was worth it. If I am dead tomorrow, kids everywhere can use me as an excuse because, yes, "someone did die from eating salad." Good luck kids, whine until you are blue, with my blessing.
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