I ate...

And ate and ate and ate.

Which is not good.  But that pasta was oh so delicious and I just did NOT want to stop eating my dinner.  Especially when I was in the company of such good friends!

But man-oh-man was I feeling it later.

And then I didn't.  I was amazed.  My body digested my dinner!  Hip hip hooray!  I wanted to throw myself a party and eat more dinner.

But I didn't eat.  Because that would be dumb.

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