I went to Mexico. It was awesome. I came back with dysentery. Not really dysentery. But by the time I got back from Mexico, I was avoiding food and taking a daily dose Imodium to avoid shitting myself. And it had been a couple of weeks. As a doctor’s son, I know that most things … Continue reading This is fucked up.
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