i might have to eat oklahoma

That's what I said to Garrett, my Oakie office-mate yesterday afternoon. I was having sugar pangs in a big way and the only things left in my holiday stocking were a few packets of Emergen-C and a block of chocolate in the shape of the Sooner State. I brainstormed alternatives for what felt like half an hour, though it may have been a much, much shorter time. In the end I decided to be selective, nibbling the panhandle instead of the heartier central state, both because it had broken off months ago and because nobody famous is from there.

True story.

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