Introducing the number 1 suspect in the demise of one Elvis Presley, the fried peanut butter and banana sandwich.
Oh yeah, as healthy as funneling a bottle of hidden valley ranch, this unnatural disaster will keep cardiologists in business until the metro pushes the orange line out to Dulles airport.
That and it was what I had for dinner monday night.
For dessert I had an angioplasty with a side of stents.
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