the lettuce diarrhea disease made me forcibly expel the gnome who's been, apparently, ratatouilling me for the better part of four years from my large intestine. I seemingly can no longer ride a bike, play the piano, or make love to my wife without sobbing
In a huge argument with my gastroenterologist right now. I say that the gold wrapping on Modelo bottles is edible and he's got some X-rays that say it's not