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Lactose Intolerant.


I didn’t know I was lactose intolerant.

 

 

Not until I ate an entire pint of vanilla ice-cream in 30 minutes.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I was gonna go to bed early, but whether stomach aches or cancer,

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

life doesn’t always go as planned.

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