Oh yeah, working late again. Major score this time when rummaging for food though - I scavenged a complete meal of bbq chicken and a plate full of oreo brownies. If only I could shower here, I'd never have to go home.
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Isn't food so much better when you find it instead of buying it?
Sara, do you "find" food a lot? You're not out there digging through trash cans are you? Mmmm - half eaten hot dog...
Didn't Rachel tell you I'm a freegan?
I'm sorry. I meant half-eaten tofurky dog...
It must be genetic. My grandmother fell into a dumpster while digging for old newspapers to do the crossword puzzles in them.
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