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Ah Taco Bell my old nemesis. Why do I go back to you? What infernal power do you have to cause me to crave you once a month or so? Your steak grilled stuft is both poorly spelled and not all that tasty. And now me belly it rebels. I am not enjoying the regular trips to the toilet to engage in the pooping. And the poor bastards who will use this office tomorrow morn will not appreacite the terrible smells that my angered bowels will have infused the area with...