- May 12, 2000
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I've had fast food three times this week. Each time I ate at a different fast food chain. I don't normally have fast food, but I have been so busy it was that or nothing. I know there will be some fast food defenders posting in here shortly. I'm not telling anyone what they should or shouldn't eat, that's your own business.
Sunday morning was McDonald's breakfast. 2 sausage burritos and a large coffee. The burritos were hard, cold and small. There was barely any filling in them at all. The coffee was good though. 40 minutes later I was in the bathroom with the projectile shits. I'm not sure what meat was used for the sausage but it must have been ground rat testicles because it tasted like shit.
Monday afternoon was Taco Hell. I zipped through the drive up between errands; little did I know that quick bite would put me out for several hours. Two soft taco supremes and a medium Sprite Zero. The taco meat looked like liquid shit. I don't think my body actually had to do anything to turn the meat into shit because it looked and smelled the same going in as coming out. An hour later I barfed part of it up and fire shat the rest out. I continued to have the fire shats for two hours with about 15 mins apart per session.
Tuesday evening I was running late and needed supper. I stopped into a Long John Silver's thinking I could get some grilled fish. I must have been dreaming to think they would have anything on the menu that wasn't fried. My two fish "planks" were dripping with grease. I ate them anyway with a regular Coke. I didn't eat the fries because they were soggy like they had been submerged in grease for a few hours. Luckily there was no puking or shitting this time but I did end up with stomach cramps. It felt like someone was squeezing my intestines with vice grips.
Sunday morning was McDonald's breakfast. 2 sausage burritos and a large coffee. The burritos were hard, cold and small. There was barely any filling in them at all. The coffee was good though. 40 minutes later I was in the bathroom with the projectile shits. I'm not sure what meat was used for the sausage but it must have been ground rat testicles because it tasted like shit.
Monday afternoon was Taco Hell. I zipped through the drive up between errands; little did I know that quick bite would put me out for several hours. Two soft taco supremes and a medium Sprite Zero. The taco meat looked like liquid shit. I don't think my body actually had to do anything to turn the meat into shit because it looked and smelled the same going in as coming out. An hour later I barfed part of it up and fire shat the rest out. I continued to have the fire shats for two hours with about 15 mins apart per session.
Tuesday evening I was running late and needed supper. I stopped into a Long John Silver's thinking I could get some grilled fish. I must have been dreaming to think they would have anything on the menu that wasn't fried. My two fish "planks" were dripping with grease. I ate them anyway with a regular Coke. I didn't eat the fries because they were soggy like they had been submerged in grease for a few hours. Luckily there was no puking or shitting this time but I did end up with stomach cramps. It felt like someone was squeezing my intestines with vice grips.