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I got some type of food poisoning at a resort in Mexico. The resort was set up where the rooms were separated from the restaurants by this long winding sidewalk through the jungle, lit up all romantical with torches. We were having dinner and without any warning it hit me. I got up from the table, left my wife sitting there, looked frantically for a bathroom, couldn't find one, so I duck walked as fast as I could down this winding path, weaving in and out of strolling couples holding hands til I got back to the room. My wife showed up 20 minutes later and I was completely naked, in a cold sweat, still sitting on the shitter like The Thinker.
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