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코멘트
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I know that the buffet at the Golden Corral is all you can eat. I know that it takes a lot of calories to keep that enormous tub of lard you call a body from toppling over due to malnutrition. I know that you think nothing of the disgusting, pig-like sounds you make as you shove more and more food into that bottomless pit you call a face. But for the love of God, do you fat fucks have to cram even more into a take-out bag that leaks and drips as you waddle out the door to the parking lot, too? How much food can one pig woman stuff into herself at a time, anyway?
