Beef Soft Tacos - The food was very good, except it was so spicy and aromatic, I mentioned to my friend you could hide anything in that beef and nobody would know due to the heat. We went to go see a movie, and by the mid-point I already knew I was in trouble. I spent the next hour losing every ounce of my dignity in the public bathroom in the theatre. I heard teenagers make comments about me, one after another as I anguished in pain, flushing over and over and over. I looked down at my trousers as they had been ruined. I was nearly to tears when a manager walked in and asked if I was alright. A few minutes later they returned and draped a pair of purple sweat pants over the stall, as my friend waited for me outside. I threw my trousers in the garbage. As I walked out of the theatre, some teenagers took cell phone photos of me and were laughing. It was the most humiliating moment of my life. I made it home and continued to be sick. I'll never face my friend again. I spackled the back of my toilet with what I thought were chocolate chip shavings, and then rented an industrial pressure washer to clean it, but the mess didn't budge, for it was like concrete. I hired a neighborhood kid and gave him $15 to use a paint scrapper and 'chip' away at the chaos, but I felt so bad that I just gave him $20 and told him to go play outside. I'm just going to replace the appliance. I wish I could simply flatulence with dignity in my own home without worrying that something grander would occur. This has been a nightmare. When I received my associate's degree from the community college, I became somebody in this community. My dream was to be a well-respected long-time citizen and an alumni of our college. Now, I've been humiliated because somebody didn't properly handle the food. Look who suffers. Do you know what Mike and Jeff told me? They said, 'You should've just as well ate poo.' You know what? They're right. (Pause)They're right. | Sintomas: Diarreia, Flatulência
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