So yesterday, a youngish guy came up to me and handed me his business card and told me he teaches musicians about nutrition because his mother died of cancer. (That's a summary; he was slightly more coherent than that.) Seems to have something to do with wheatgrass juice.
I mean, I know I'm fat, but do I really look that bad? (That's rhetorical, son.)
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