Love vs. Inhaling Helium: Valentines Day for the Eighth Grade Guys
Someone brought us one of those variety boxes of different types of chips from the states. They were the kind of bags that you might have put in your lunchbox when you were a kid. It was a great thrill, and it became almost like a poker game. `I trade you two Doritos for one Cheetos.’ I think I could eat one of those bags in one gulp when I was a kid; we lingered over our bags and our...
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