I just ate some leftover tortilla soup, pita chips dipped in peanut butter, pineapple and a piece of dark chocolate, all in a matter of minutes. I'm talking, shove food in your mouth until your hands stop shaking kind of thing.
No, I'm not pregnant. I'm him:
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My attacks are at about 5pm, daily. They drive me nuts. I truly feel like an animal!
I remember when we used to have them together. Every day after work, we'd eat food together, one of us standing at the open fridge door, one of us standing over the sink. Ahh, memories...
I get this around 10 or 10:30pm. My mother calls it the Sumo Wrestler's Diet. Eat a whole bunch of crap, then go to bed.
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