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I was walking with a cute woman (forgot who) and found a New York style pizza store in California. They had a grill and were grilling some kind of disgusting meat. There were (what appeared to be) edible filters on the hamburgers. I asked the woman who was walking with me what the filters were and she said they were there to filter out the carcinogins, rotten flesh and rancid meat oils from the burgers. Since I had no desire to eat the meat, I ordered some Italian ices.
The woman behind the counter asked me what flavor and I replied with my favorite (chocolate chip ices) and asked me "small or large". I was embarassed to order the large because I was worried that my friend would think I were a pig, but I ordered the large anyway. Then she asked which type of chocolate ices (apparently there was Italian chocolate chip ices and Italian French chocolate chip ices). I ask to sample both. They were both good, but neither one of them were really satisfying.
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