Incidentally, the clearest memory I have to from our school trip to London plays in the toilet of a Pizza Hut. Went to the all-you-can-eat, and needless to say I ate. At first because I was hungry, then because it was delicious, then because it was there and free. I ate until I got sick and against better knowledge went to get even more slices after that. When I returned to the table I felt things were going wrong and excused myself, followed by a friend who had the same problem. So we went to the toilet, sat on adjacent cubicles for like 25 minutes, mostly moaning things like "Oh fuck" and "Dude, it hurts so much". But what I'll never forget is how we shared a bottle of cola during that time, rolling it back and forth under the wall and how I made the ominous promise that that pizza is going to leave inside of me, one way or another.
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