If, right after I were prescribed Ambien, I suddenly found that the raw bacon was disappearing from my refrigerator, I think that I might suspect that either someone had been breaking into my house and stealing bacon or that I had myself been doing something strange while I was sleeping. If, in addition, my breath were more porcine than normal in the morning, I would probably think that I had eaten the bacon. Since I don't normally eat raw bacon, I might just think that the drug I had been prescribed was somewhat problematic. It might just be me, but before I gained 100 pounds, I'd probably go back to the doctor.
I guess I'm not like the majority of Americans.
I guess I'm not like the majority of Americans.
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" I guess I'm not like the majority of Americans."
That's right you're not, so quit trying to convert us to your somno-fascist agenda...and please pass the Hickory Farms.
And I thought that my agenda was somno-anarchist.
Will that be the summer sausage or a holiday sampler, sir?
I'll go with the summer sausage. I do so love cyllindrical meats.
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