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There's a solitary bottle of Mic Ultra in the fridge which I'm about to open and consume without checking the date on the label.

Clearly, I'm a man accustomed to living on the edge and I intend to further cement that reputation by eating a generous portion of a freshly-made Italian pasta salad containing large chunks of Asiago cheese.

If I should die in my sleep or, worse yet, wake to face the consequences of uncontrolled lactose intolerance, the world will at least know that I had truly experienced life's fullness.

LPK
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6.19.2012