Jun
3rd
Tue
3rd
For my two days in LA, I didn’t poop. Not ONCE. The Hawaiian chicken patties, Hawaiian marinated chicken, and steak were all so delicious on top of rice…there wasn’t much room for colon scrapage. It all came crashing Monday morning, when I took the largest dump known to exit a 5 footer. It was the size of my CALF, from knee to heel. Bloody anus 5000.