I couldn't have been more wrong. The smell of sea food was retched. I made it through most of the meal nibbling on fruit before I made a mad dash for the restroom.
I didn't make it. I grabbed some poor souls crab-skeleton-bowl and puked my guts out.
Ugh, I thought. Second flu bug this year.
My older, wiser friend noted on the car ride home, "Are you sure you're not pregnant?"
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