I hate sneezing. I don't like that uncontrollable feeling that simulates your brain squeezing through your nasal cavities. Owie.
Not to mention that I can't ever just sneeze once-
it's always a parade of nostril winds.
Last leg of the ROAD TO 20 BEER PASSPORT STAMPS
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Don’t mind me. I’m just over here green-faced and burping at the mere
recollection of my journey to 20 stamps. Chooch kept saying this was going
to turn me...
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