Every kid at Mizzou when I was there made the drunken two in the AM pilgrimage to St. Louis to get a shit full sack of White Castle burgers, fire down those puppies all the way back to Columbia as the sun was coming up, then laying around all day Sunday with a pounding headache and a stomach full of onion-greased sliders. You can do that when you're 20 years old. Now that would kill me.
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