So I rode home a few months ago with a co-worker on the bus. The kid is funny and does odd things at times. Ont he way out of work he asked if he had enough time to buy somethings before the bus showed up. He did and showed up with these large block of Munster cheese. He told me he was going to eat it when he got home. Half way through the ride I guess the cheese block got the better of him and he went to town on that block of cheese. I got off before he finished. The next day he told me he finished the whole block before getting off the bus, all I could think is that’s going to destroy his digestive track. Oh to be twenty-one and not care.