it all started by me being hungry yesterday.
around 3pm-ish or so.
i decided to go over to my local bodega for lunch.
i was fiending heavy for a steak and cheese.
everything on it.
so i get it,
eat it in damn near 15 minutes,
and thought to myself what a good time to be alive.
well not really…
in about an hour or two after i ate it,
i started feeling weird.
it felt like this dark cloud was cast over me.
i wanted to lay down,
but then the thought of laying down made me feel worse.
that’s when the throwing up started
there went my 8.00 down the drain.
that’s also when the uncontrollable shittin’ started
a wonderful two for one special for the next couple hours.
which crevice did it all wanted to come out of?
at the same time!
everything i drank wouldn’t stay down.
on my life,
i thought i was going to die.
i caught myself praying to porcelain god to make it end.
i was propped up on the toilet while praying.
i must have made promises to god for the next 2 years.
clearly he wasn’t listening to my bullshit.
after crawling into my bed,
i finally went to sleep around “god finally answered”-ish.
well tried anyway.
my stomach is sore from all the throwing up
my asshole feels like it’s been demolished so it can be rebuilt again
it was not a good day to be any hole on jamari fox.