As mentioned in a previous post that I can’t find right now to link to (grrr), I have certain food sensitivities that can take a perfectly good meal and turn it into what feels like ages in the bathroom, with every organ in my body jumping ship as quickly as possible.

Ouch.

I have managed to identify some causes of this reaction, such as cheesecake.  But try as I might, most of the time it’s a complete mystery to me.  Take today, for instance.

I had pasta for dinner.  Pasta.  I probably have pasta for dinner an average of 1-2 nights per week.

And tonight’s dish was no different.  And yet, I feel as though Montezuma himself has arisen from the grave to set fire to my intestines.

I’m putting my stomach up for auction to the highest bidder.  Or anybody who wants to switch. 

Any takers???  I’ll throw in an extra slice of cheesecake.

PS…10 points to anybody who caught the pun in the title of this post.  100 points to anyone who thought it was funny. 

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