I think I broke my stomach.
Being home on the weekend with not much to do made the idea of eating quite exciting. After a scrumptious dinner of home made juice, two cheeseburgers and a brownie I sat down to watch a show and proceeded to eat a whole container of blackberries while I waited for the popcorn to be made.
After the popcorn I started to become concerned: I had bought a sandwich Friday as I had to shoot some basketball and I would be there past sunset. The sandwich saved me from complete starvation while on assignment.
Now I could have bought a single sandwich that cost $4 or I could have bought a three pack for $7.
You see the dilemma don't you? The three pack was a better deal, which is what I went for. The problem I face is that I don't eat during the day right now and pretty much no-one else in the family would eat the sandwiches. So I either have to eat those sandwiches for breakfast or for dinner. But since there were other items on the menu for dinner I had what everyone else ate.
So here I was with a more than full belly already, it was quite tender I assure you, when I decided I better eat one of the two leftover sandwiches. I just didn't want to see them go to waste. Halfway through I started to get worried, and then when I ate the whole thing I was definitely quite concerned.
I felt like some sort of helium filled balloon and the slightest prick would have me burst open. My wife tried to comfort me by rubbing my belly which was a near disaster.
I'm still full from the ordeal and don't think I'll do that again any time soon.
Shoghi Effendi
Don't ask me why but I enjoy light coming through windows.
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