I'm eating. And with abandon.
I have a frozen type pizza in the oven at 4 hundred degrees and it will get such a treatment for about 14 minutes; then; after having dumped a tin of sardines in mustard sauce on the top of the pie about a quarter of the way through its cooking cycle, I will soon be chowing down and washing down with sangria. At least for tonight, this is the greatest country in the world.
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