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What the fuck, Denver? Seeing the skepticism in my eyes, my wife warns me that I should go easy and look at the back of the package first before trying one.
And then I quickly stuff another two cookies in my mouth for good measure the moment my wife turns her back. My wife looks at me with inquisitive eyes that seem to say “Diarrhea?” But I merely clutch my tummy and mumble something about altitude sickness.
My wife kicks me under the table to grab my attention. Nothing cures mental fatigue like water, right? To my wife’s horror, I stand up, grab my water glass and thrust it out to the waiter, who unfortunately is on the opposite side of the restaurant. “Do you think I should flag down the waiter again and ask what’s taking so long?” I suggest helpfully to my wife.
TL;DR: ate way too many edibles on a trip and wigged out during a dinner with my wife and her parents.
