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Rapport sur la sécurité alimentaire : Papa Murphys.
il y a 11 ans •reported by user-dvnx9612
I pre ordered a pie forty minutes ahead, and when I got there (The soul customer in the establishment) the four most epic goof - balls I've ever seen didn't have it ready and started blaming each other for the problem. A cute blonde girl dropped her cell phone and squatted down to pick it up revealing her adorable, little plumbers crack. Although cute, not professional at all. Finally, some stoner comes from the back after fifteen minutes and said he already had the pie assembled. Great, I'm out. Eight hours later, as smoldering, boiling, impossibly ripe diarrhea spackles and textures the front, back, sides, and seat of my toilet, another hour and six unforgettable twenty minute sessions later, I succumb to exhaustion. At least my system had an epic flush out. By the time I was done, the diarrhea was so clear as I tried to maintain hydration thoughout, it looked like Evian water. Clearly, the pizza was sitting out the entire time at the establishment. With the twenty minute drive home and ten minute oven pte-heat, I never had a chance. Clearly, a bunch of lazy college kids payed it forward to me. Hopefully, if you read this, you never have to go through what I did. Filling up what was equivalent to a plastic, backyard children's swimming pool with a roux of rotten apricot chowder jambalaya diarrhea from a tiny vessel like my balloon tie is just plain wrong. Good luck with the posts guys. Have a great weekend. | Symptômes: Diarrhée
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