I am not feeling good today.
I went to a friend’s place yesterday for party. He is a Mexican and can make the best salsas in the world. Last year I dared to say that the salsa wasn’t hot enough for my tastes. I sure regretted it yesterday. He produced a salsa, which tasted like liquid lava. I have never experienced anything like it. My tongue is still numb a day later.
I got to work early today (5am), and suddenly was hit by massive stomach cramps, and a strong urge to go to the toilet. I just made it.
Once again the liquid lava had its evil revenge upon my poor body. I have paint under my fingernails due to scratching both sides of the toilet walls in sheer agony, as the lava passed through me. Fortunately the office was empty or else everyone would have wondered what was happening in the toilets as I moaned in pain, terror and repentance from eating such folly.
I have had to endure this process twice so far, and as I sit here typing this, I fear another visit to the house of pain is nigh.