during my first Field Day five years ago, I was ravenous. I purchased a tamale and dashed off to my classroom to devour it. I gnawed my way through the corn husk for about 10 minutes, thinking it was some kind of strange burrito.
kind of like the time i tried to gnaw through the edamame shells at a sushi restaurant for about ten minutes before i noticed everyone else throwing them into a dish on the table.
welcome to the west coast, midwest white girl. your stomach is probably still digesting those fails.
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