Tonight was a special night. It was Tots Night at Plaza. Fuck yes. Tots... the best way to prepare a potato. The creme de la creme of all things starchy. Crispy tater nuggets of pure fatty joy. #obesity Tonight was a special night for another reason: Glee. So after discovering tots on the menu at Plaza, we decided to eat like madwomen to make the 7pm airtime. After making asses of ourselves by feasting on a mountain of tots, we realized that we had three minutes until 7pm. So what were we supposed to do? You guessed it, run back to our dorm. Not only did we make asses of ourselves for the second time in approximately ten minutes, but we discovered that physical exercise after tots of that magnitude is not a good idea. We reached our dorm out of breath and panting like idiots but when we finally flipped on the tube, we found we had made it just in time to catch the "previously on". Go us. A word to the wise: tots + exercise = death. Don't do that shit.
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