The only reason I end up eating good food, particularly when I am travelling, is the fear of having my stomach churning and my developing force of a volcano within my stomach to burst out through my 'youknowhat'. I some how get the same feel in my stomach when I watch some earthlings jump out of an aircraft with a haversack that might open up at 2500 ft about the earth and make sure they land alive.
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