Followed by all you can Nintendo DS, or in Mary's case, all you can air Nintendo DS. You can't see behind me where the little kids in my fan section were watching me play DS. I don't know if they were just that into Mario Kart, or really trouble by the sight of grown men playing their favorite video game in a restaurant. I couldn't wash the Korean BBQ smell off of me afterwards. I got home, woke up, and still smelled like BBQ beef. I went surfing, got out of the water, washed my hair, went to work, sat in front of my computer and I still smelled like seasoned beef.
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