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living in a box under the stairs
in the corner of the basement of the house half a block down the street of jerrys bait shop (yknow the place)
well anyway back then life was going swell and everything was just peachy
except for the undeniable fact that every single morning my mom would make me a big ol bowl of sauerkraut for breakfast
aww, big bowl of sauerkraut
every single morning
it was driving me crazy
and my dear sweet mother she just looked at me like a cow looks at an uncoming train