"Try it; you'll like it," Noel said to me.
And I agreed that I probably would, but didn't do anything about it, so the next time I was home he slipped a bottle of it into my backpack. The next morning, I tried it, and, well: he was right.
Metamucil. Amazing how a little extra fiber every morning makes you feel so much better. And it tastes like Tang, so I get that little guilty feeling ("I'm drinking something entirely synthetic") and the pleasure of knowing my insides will feel better at the same time.
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