I was requested by colleagues to continue in English, and I am willing to comply.
The other day we went to my girlfriend’s bar to see her place of work and have a a couple of drinks. We got a complimentary bowl of peanuts, and we were wondering how many bacteria were housed in there. Especially because there was no running water in the bathroom. My girlfriend assured me the peanuts were thrown away at the end of the evening and not put back in the jar. (Also they had not been M&M’s the previous day.)
At six o’clock in the morning everything went south. Not to get too graphic, but something exploded in my stomach, and sewage water came out of me at two ends. I was talking to God on the big white phone until 11 o’clock.
Now, I can’t blame the peanuts for sure, because my sister and her boyfriend were fine, but I am going to make my girl feel guilty about it!