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Wonder why Big Macs cost less than our food? We should be allowed to have those instead.
this also seems to answer the question of why americans are so fricken fat.
If you (maggie and bandit) ate Big Macs, you might not be with us for very long. ... so look at as a way of prolonging your life!
arf af.
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