This is the last meal and testament of one Erik Rubright of the town of Pea Ridge, Arkansas. Being of sound mind, I direct your view to the last solid substances that shall traverse the length of my gastrointestinal tract before the great colonic tidal wave event which begins tomorrow eve: bean burritos with roasted tomatillo and pepper salsa. Because salsa is awesome.But considering how little I typically eat anyway, two-thirds of this will lay in it’s metallic coffin in the refrigerator until Monday or so anyway. Unlike the one-third that will end up… well, down, the devil’s back roads.

This is the last meal and testament of one Erik Rubright of the town of Pea Ridge, Arkansas. Being of sound mind, I direct your view to the last solid substances that shall traverse the length of my gastrointestinal tract before the great colonic tidal wave event which begins tomorrow eve: bean burritos with roasted tomatillo and pepper salsa. Because salsa is awesome.But considering how little I typically eat anyway, two-thirds of this will lay in it’s metallic coffin in the refrigerator until Monday or so anyway. Unlike the one-third that will end up… well, down, the devil’s back roads.

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