Having a cocktail and a half in my system definitely calmed my brain down. I didn’t panic. I kept repeating the mantra "you are not going to die." I thought back to my days working in a restaurant in NYC and the Heimlich Maneuver poster that hung in the back. My gay co-worker used to always joke with my about how romantic he thought the Heimlich Maneuver was. "You’re choking, and some big, strong, man pops out of nowhere and rescues you. It’s like a modern day fairy tale." #storytime @Goodfood

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Posted: August 20th, 2011
at 10:29am by Black Ock


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