Woke up in the middle of the night by bad diarrhoea.
But wait we’re not there (yet). The last few days I ate like no tomorrow at my girlfriend’s family. We all have been there. I almost kept every night awake. You know, indigestion…
Yesterday we got back home, went to the gym and ate pizza with friends. When I got home I felt like pizza never took the digestion journey, as I felt my stomach still full, burping pizza all around. Few hours later, after a couple of passive light sleep, I feel my stomach weak, deep acid flavour, and my bowels ready to explode.
As I said, I was not there YET, but now, as I went deeper, taking my time neatly describing my bad experience, I am now there.
I am now pissing from my arsehole, yeah, we all been there as well…
The good part is, it’s pretty self-evident I am expelling the devil from behind, but the bad part is, I feel it still inside my stomach. Mire and more acid, and I just don’t know what to do.
the Shy Tird 