Offerings to Porcelain Deities
Waking up to take turns in the toilet to wonder how much the human body can hold inside makes me dread falling ill in a place where I would be sharing a bathroom with people I hardly know.
Waking up to take turns in the toilet to wonder how much the human body can hold inside makes me dread falling ill in a place where I would be sharing a bathroom with people I hardly know.
June 26th, 2006 at 6:26
Considering how healthy and stomach-friendly the British food is commonly believed to be, expect many happy memories from a shared toilet.
You have lousy luck with restaurant food. Isn’t this like the third time you guys have got food poisoning (assuming it’s not a stomach flu or something)?
June 26th, 2006 at 7:58
Nah, I don’t think we’ve had bad luck with restaurant food – I can’t remember when I last got sick from it. Even the time I spent the whole night puking my guts out 2 years ago was because of something going around, not the food. You must be confusing me with someone else.
-Eagerly awaiting British curries