So, I dunno about you, but my stomach is not happy with me today. In fact, it’s not happy with me most days. Now, don’t get me wrong – I’m a bit of a foodie, so I like to go out and eat fun and exotic foods. You’d think that would be the problem, right? No! Generally speaking, those things don’t bother me. Now when I go out and have something like pizza and beer? Yep, my stomach hates those. What the hell? I mean, I’d love to afford to go out and eat great sushi and fine french food every night, but can’t a guy enjoy some good ole American-style food once in a while?
Stomach, I’m talking to you. Go get your rascally friends Big and Small I, and PULL YOURSELVES TOGETHER. You’re embarrassing us.