Great! My stomach is now full, I am plenty of energy, and my day can begin.
Very untrue. I’m missing a step here, doing some shit.
Yesterday I took a huge burger, and two pints with climbing mates, I loved it, but my bowels hate beer, so this morning, as expected, is lamenting. The way to express their disapproval is keeping me peeled to the toilet seat.
Great!
the Shy Tird 