Goodbye Wagon.....I fell.

CaptainObvious.

CaptainObvious.

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I've relapsed.

I've fallen off the wagon.

I'm weak.

Three to four years ago I worked at Olive Garden as a server. During my tenure there I developed somewhat of a reputation.

I was addicted.

If anyone wanted some, they knew who to come to. I would never start a shift without a full stock in my apron and I would get shaky if I didn't have some every 10 minutes or so. I had a problem, I knew it, and I didn't care. Someone just brought some to work and I succumbed. I'm sitting here with a mouthful....in bliss.

I'm addicted to mints.

I legitimately have a problem. My mint of choice is IceBreakers spearmint or wintergreen. I would take down a whole tin in a shift without breaking a sweat while I was serving tables. I never had any less than six unopened tins in my car. I constantly had two under my tongue, and as soon as they were too thin, I'd chew, and replace.

It had been over three years since I had a mint and someone just gave me a tin of mini Altoids. It's happened and I don't regret a thing.
 
LOL PRIMETIMES. Holy shit I want to punch every cocksucker in my school that smokes those. you're better off smoking pole than those
 
Steak Gorgonzola Alfredo. All day.

But it's hard to find an OG that has quality cooks back there. I lucked out with mine. It also helped that I was a server/line cook, so they like me and the rest of my server friends.
 
Definitely check out the "Tour of Italy" only 1450 calories of Lasagna, Fettuccine and Chicken Parmigiana. PURE FUCKING FOOD SEX
 
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