So, I was at this summer camp, right, where instant noodles were straight-up banned, like some kind of contraband. But guess who had a stash? Yours truly, with a damn good haul of that sweet, salty Doshi goodness. Word got out, and suddenly I’m the camp’s underground noodle kingpin. People started hitting me up with trade offers left and right, desperate for a taste. But then this one chick comes up, batting her lashes, and lays it on thick: “How ‘bout you hook me up with some noodles, and I’ll make it worth your while with something... real nice.” Hell, I nearly choked on my own spit!
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