Nothing says it's exam season at Ryerson like a cigarette and a Red Bull for breakfast! I was convinced that particular combo was born of urban legend, but I saw it with my own eyes at 8am this morning. Gutted I was "sans camera". At least she'd made the effort of opting for the Diet Red Bull. Yeah, really!
My guilt for having the occasional
¼ pound 100% beef patty, two slices of American Cheese, slivered onions, ketchup, mustard on a toasted sesame seed bun has suddenly been eased.
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