I almost poo'ed myself.
Let me explain why. The evening was great. Tim picked us all up and dropped us off at Barry and Yolands's place. The evening consisted of Lesley and Russell, Daniela and myself, and Barry and Yoland. We started with some Port and a substance who's name escapes me, tasted just like church wine. We chatted around a nice cozy fire.
Dinner was very nice. Home cooked lasagne with real black pepper and the like went down very well. Barry has a wine out named "Wolf Pack" (I think). I was able to identify that it was heavy in tannins, but didn't want to say that in case I was completely wrong. (I must learn wine tasting someday.) Desert was peanut butter ice-cream with chocolate sauce, reminded me of my father an awful lot. Then we went back to the cozy couches and chatted some more.
This is where the poo comes in. Something in the food was driving my bowels mad. I sat squirming while my stomach ran riot. I thought people would think I was farting by the sounds my stomach were making. It might have been the chilli seasoning labeled "Volcano". There is only one thing that they intended to explode.
Anyway my crude description of my bowels behaviour aside. The night was very pleasant and I look forward to more (*nudge nudge wink wink, dear Barry).
Dinner was very nice. Home cooked lasagne with real black pepper and the like went down very well. Barry has a wine out named "Wolf Pack" (I think). I was able to identify that it was heavy in tannins, but didn't want to say that in case I was completely wrong. (I must learn wine tasting someday.) Desert was peanut butter ice-cream with chocolate sauce, reminded me of my father an awful lot. Then we went back to the cozy couches and chatted some more.
This is where the poo comes in. Something in the food was driving my bowels mad. I sat squirming while my stomach ran riot. I thought people would think I was farting by the sounds my stomach were making. It might have been the chilli seasoning labeled "Volcano". There is only one thing that they intended to explode.
Anyway my crude description of my bowels behaviour aside. The night was very pleasant and I look forward to more (*nudge nudge wink wink, dear Barry).
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