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Long Sandwiches of Donna
I went to school with him and the ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ craved pizza pockets!
He'd could have Bubonic plague and he would still show up to school on pizza pocket day.
He'd take one to eat at the cafeteria and grab two for later, even though that was strictly against the rules. Throughout the day I'd see him munching on them. I'll never forget the site of him walking around campus going to town on one of those things.
So it was bag lunch, which varied. (I honestly don't remember what I brought. I do know that I went through two long periods where I ate the same damn thing every day - bologna on white, and salami on rye - for months & months, but I don't recall if that was grade school, middle school, or high school.)
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