In college we used to eat 2-3 plates at the dining hall every day for dinner and run back to the dorms as fast as possible. Whoever would puke first wold lose, but everyone would usually puke. Some nights I'd drink a bunch of Bacardi O and find myself weeping and stomping entire mushrooms down the shower drain after I puked up mushroom pizza.
You can get to the point where you eat so much the top of the pile of food in your stomach is touching the end of your esophagus. Or at least it feels that way.
You can get to the point where you eat so much the top of the pile of food in your stomach is touching the end of your esophagus. Or at least it feels that way.
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