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a single olive is placed before me. a young lady in a vest holds up a wooden cheese grinder. i nod. she twists it, once, and dust comes out. i tell my mom we should have gone to taco bell and throw my half-napkin in her face
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Khanstant posted:*bites off the ends of the breadstick and starts drinking italian dressing with it like a straw*
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Finger Prince posted:This is your last chance. After this, there is no turning back. Skip the appetizer—the story ends, you order from the entrées and eat whatever you want to eat. You get the unlimited soup salad and breadsticks —you stay in Olive Garden and I show you how deep the salad bowl goes.
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