Blech and More Blech

Just a few minutes ago, a professor had to talk to me about some accounting forms that need to be submitted.
The prof was chomping on some leftover pizza, so I maintained a distance that would allow me to breathe non-pizza air.
The prof stepped closer, eating and talking with a mouth full of fragrant (in a bad way) pizza.
I stepped back, the prof stepped closer, and so the dance continued.
The worse part…the prof's jaw or teeth kept clicking while she chewed.
I am so grossed out.

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