eating machine
Brad was at my apartment when I got home. He was wandering around on the side of the building where the air conditioners live.I parked my Volvo and got out. He looked like a marine. Three months in boot camp changed him imperceptibly to look like a marine.
We shared a very manly handshake.
"Hey fucker." I said.
"Mind if I order a pizza?" he asked.
"Go right ahead."
When his pizza got there he placidly devoured it by himself, while discussing dinner plans.
"Homph umf homf" he said.
We went out for burgers, and he ordered a bacon cheeseburger and fries, plus cheese fries for an appetizer.
The marines have turned my friend into an unstoppable eating machine.
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