When I was little, I would ask my dad to drive me somewhere, and he would almost always give the same reply: "the only things that will get you in my car are cash, gash, or grass, and you ain't got any of those." And I remember thinking, jesus, Dad, you're a car dealer
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Wow, you’ve always had a remarkable appetite
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My campaigns for elementary school president, which I won, were as part of the "meat eaters party"
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I used to line mixing bowls with sleeves of oreos and eat them like cereal with a gallon of milk.
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That's how they and Teddy Grahams (which I thought for a decade were actual cereal) should be eaten
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