I'm not sure if it's a genetic thing from my father being a combat veteran, but the powdered eggs they serve in the cafeteria here fill me with homicidal lust. My first thought, upon finishing my food, is that I want to kill. I want to kill. Kill. KILL! HA hahahaha Apparently they are the same powdered eggs they serve the Canadian military. |
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