There are consequences in Life. Take for instances, eating two large helpings of beans and cornbread for lunch, and then two more for dinner. The resulting effects of beans have always been cherished and enjoyed by the masculine gender, but as with all things good and bad, there is a limit.
Never in my life have I been kept awake throughout the night from a near continuous barrage of flatulence. It was enjoyable at first, but then it wore me down, and I swear I saw my sheets flapping. I only wish I had the damn cat sleeping with me.
I did not eat the remaining delicacy today, but will finish them off tomorrow.
Kick butt. D.