As soon as I heard the guy say this, I knew that this was my AWPC for the day. So I grabbed my pocket notebook and wrote it down, word for word.
Operator: I was like fuck. I mean the bread, son-of-a-bitch. Tuna fish by itself? Fuck. I mean fuck. All eatin' it and shit. Fuck.
Thursday, December 08, 2005
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