i food-poisoned myself with oreo cookies this morning.
then exacerbated it with a large popcorn,
half of a hot dog and milk duds.
w., the movie, is good for a few yucks and chucks,
but at the end, i felt sorry for the man.
a feeling which doesn't sit well
with my distaste for him.
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