Ahhh… Food poisoning. That wonderful time in your life when every orifice in your body decides “out” is better than “in”. As I lay on the floor of my bathroom — all last night — it occurred to me that any intelligent designer must either be not-too-intelligent, or a sadist.Be sure to cook your food!








s*it happens! Sorry Dave, hope you’re better.
David–
So sorry to hear that you’re not feeling well. I hope you’re taking the day off and resting.
Sword-Strike, my cat ate a mouse and was sick for 2 weeks.
food poising been there threw it back up hint never leave red sauce out over night then decide it would be okay as long as you nuke it feel better dave
fthechurch, perhaps the mouse had parasites, or a small bone shard got stuck somewhere.
Poor cat!
Mine has eaten nearly half of a pork loin that was tawing on the counter and the only side effect was intense purring.
Seeker,
Is this allowed. I thought it had to be wine?? Can you use anything for communion?
That was the best thing about going to church getting a sip of wine when you were underage. They have even taken this little pleasure away, now church is really boring.
Did any one catch the Mythbusters show on the 5 second rule. The cleanest part of their bathroom was in fact a swab straight from the toilet seat.
Dave, I hope you feel better, I myself must have an iron constitution as I have never succomed and have eaten some dubious meals in my time (I will try to eat just about anything). I am assuming that it must be like drinking too much and then driving the porcelian buss all nite long.
Dave,
Sorry you were forced to do penance to the vindictive porcelain god. It does call for quite merciless donations at times.
Hope you’re feeling much better!
This is so weird…My friend had food poisioning yesterday too…
-J?r?me
Apparently god changed the forbidden fruit and forgot to tell anyone. Sorry to hear you had to suffer with that Dave. Get well soon.
reluctantatheist:
Well, this was about 20 years ago, on the way to the Jersey Shore, at a one-off independant, not part of a chain. I do not know when or where you worked, but whatever controls they had there, were not in force where and when I was. But they caused a multi-hour bout of porcelain worship, that actually led my house mates to break into the apartment next door, as I had staked exclusive claim to the single bathroom in the house. They were afraid to open the door for fear of what they would see. Luckily, even in that state, I am a considerate and neat offender.
I did exagerate the quantitiy of booze, it was three beers. Now I am a cheap drunk, but a healthy and happy cheap drunk, not a sick, angry one. Or was. That was actually the last time I ever got drunk, so the bad hot dogs had the unintended consequence of behaviour modification in good direction. Surprisingly, I did NOT have a hangover the next morning. I have never had one. In fact, I ticked off the other folks in the house by getting up a 6 Am, going out and coming back with a 1 1/2 pound can of Dinty Moore Beef stew which I devoured for breakfast. They were somewhat annoyed by the kitchen noises, and zoo-ish feeding sounds, but mollified by the sack of bagels I also brought back for them.
no hang over after partying its nice isnt it tom
udonman:
Yah, though I am not certain I could still do it. Back then I had one hell of a metabolism. I used to eat roughly 3500 calories a day and was always hungry. Bike racing burns it up, even part-time recreational racing. The fulltimers and pros eat 50% more than that, and more.
It works for burning up alchohol and the byproducts as well, at least for me. And I had my party years, what I remember of them, believe me.
ok if you said Dave prays to a diff’t god, therefore he has a god (but no God)…. why do u call urself an atheist then?
i mean if Dave says he prays to a different god (well not God obviously) why does he call himself an atheist?
jesus_rocks
Oh, you ARE quite young, aren’t you?!
karen:
Obviously.
Just took the title, w/o reading the entire post. Or putting it in an adult context.
Maybe David should put some sort of “Can you answer these questions?” entrance exam to ferret out these interlopers.
karen:
yup i’m young… i’m 15 y/o and in 12th grade
food poisoning, hmm reminds me of upton sinclair’s “the jungle”
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