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This is the story of my most epic overtreat.
I had to be 12 or 13 years old. My mom was in charge of orchestrating local Cub Scout leader trainings for much of my childhood. Saturdays were often spent keeping myself entertained in some empty community room of some local church while watching the adults buzz around doing their thing. I'd help carry supplies in and out, help sign people in at the registration table, help keep the donut and juice table stocked.
Well, I was alone, I was low, and Domino's had just delivered dozens of pizzas for lunch.
You see where this is going.
