Went to ladypool rd last night for an Indian buffet, ate way too much to the point where last nights sleep may have just been one epic 7 hour fart. I'm now sat on works crapper typing this while sweating, shaking and with my ring in tatters and I think I may be dying. You know its bad when your bottom chowder smells the same as the food you ate the night before.
I'll let you all savour the mental image I've given you. Have a good day all.