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| Not ashamed of my differences, Amsterdam, 2006 |
A few hours after arriving in Amsterdam, my friend and I had the munchies. We ordered some french fries at McDonald's. Much to our surprise, they gave us tartar sauce on the side instead of ketchup. "Dude," my friend said in a slow and serious tone, "There's weed in the mayo."
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