5200 E Ramon Road,
Palm Springs,
92264
California,
United States
Lunch here. Had a little cheeseburger with mayo and lettuce and an unsweetened iced tea. Minutes after leaving the restaurant, I felt a rumbling in my butt that became a full-on clench-your-teeth, cross-your-legs and pray-to-Our-Savior-Jesus battle between my will to remain unsoiled and a volcanic force of nature gurgling in my bowels. The drive home is only five minutes, but I lost the battle on the way in the door. It was the s**t scene right out of Bridesmaids. If I was in a dress, I’d have sh*t the dress. Fortunately I was in jeans and boxers, and the torrent of molten poo was contained to my shorts, jeans, and thighs. Next time I go here I’ll just order to-go and eat it on the toilet. | Symptome: Durchfall