My name is James Krey. I am 23 years old, and I am addicted to Reese's Pieces. This is my completely truthful and accurate account of my stay at the Ohio State-Funded Rehabilitation Center. Well, I'm standing outside the "rehabilitation center" now, as my therapist called it. Don't see what the big deal is, it's just a tiny little red brick building in the middle of nowhere. People are starting to look at me funny. Might be because of my constant shoving of Reese's Pieces up my mouth. But most likely it's cause I'm taking too long looking at the building. Yeah, that must be why; I mean, there's nothing wrong with me, right? Right?...