Pagliarini
You’re eating bread and spaghetti like it’s a holy ritual while you’re running like a maniac and your brain is on fire. You’re a legend.
I Pagliarini’d so hard during my morning run that my neighbor called the fire department.
She Pagliarini’d through her history exam and got a perfect score. No one’s perfect, but she is.
I Pagliarini’d and my pants caught on fire. I still passed.
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