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-michael man, your blood sugars are low, im making you some leftovers
-i'm good T.
-No, im the host man, you gotta eat, otherwise you'll be making the wrong decisions
-ive been making the wrong decisions my entire life, thats how i ended up here
-there you go, bon appetito!
-jesus christ trevor, what is that?
-what's wrong with you? its just an.. eyelid. its probably not even human, unless.. that gas station job.