My wife and I made a trip to a burger restaurant I'll call "Taupe Castle" yesterday evening. It was a spur-of-the-moment kind of thing. We'd just finished running her car through the car was at the gas station, and saw the burger place across the street.
We like "Taupe Castle," but its burgers tend to have a certain digestive effect on us: they make us "go." (It could be the fried onions. I'm not sure.)
Nothing against the fine folks at "Taupe Castle." I knew what I was in for when I entered the place.
Sure enough, there was the usual after effect, which some Immodium took care of. Immodium generally works TOO well on me, meaning I'll be corked for a couple of days.
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