If you don’t really eat much for about a day, whatever the circumstances that caused such a calamitous event, do not, under any circumstances, got to a Mexican restuarant that serves huge platters of food, have a beer and suck all that shit down like a dog at a water bowl in the desert.

One, your stretch receptors do not work quickly.

Two, it’s really easy in that circumstance of being incredibly hungry to eat until your esophagus is filled with food in addition to your streched to the limit belly.

Three, at that point your body will start to ponder how it got into this uncomfortable position and then decide that it needs to purge the system. This is where the vomiting starts.

I’ve over eaten a whole lot in my life but I’ve never eaten so much so quickly that I had to vomit just to be able to lay on the ground to keep from feeling like I was going to vomit.

Also, another bit of advice, never lay on your stomach when you’re so full you have to vomit to stay alive. That is not a happy time at all. The simple pleasure of relaxing and stretching out is turned into a torturous journey into the heart of darkness and a stumbling bumbling trip through a strange land and home where your only thought is, “What the fuck was I thinking?!”