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Some days I'm tired. I don't feel like all that. So I say ♥♥♥♥ you Steak. I slam a hot dog in the microwave, and 2 minutes later I am enjoying my ♥♥♥♥♥♥ processed "meat."
The end result is the same. I am full. Sure, the steak is a thousand times more satisfying, but ya know what... If we ate steak every day, we wouldn't appreciate steak anymore.
Your GF is being a tard.