Okay so. Ron don't read this.
When we were in Vegas we went to this Thai restaurant for Don's bday. It's like the #1 Thai place in LV and #18 in the country. The food was awesome and not gross or stomach turning, but it was still Thai. HOWEVER. I got a Thai iced tea, which my stomach can handle as long as a) I drink it slow and b)I only have one. Don's never tried it, so he takes a sip of mine and orders one. Like a moron, I'm super thirsty so I chug mine and order another one.
About halfway through the meal I get the WORST stomach pains I have ever had in my life. I excuse myself and go into the bathroom, where both stalls are taken by chicks taking their sweet time. Like I was standing there saying "ohmygodohmygodohmygod" out loud. Once I get into the stall I'm there for like 15 minutes. When I come out Don's not at the table and is gone for another ten minutes so I'm babbling some shit about there being a line at his aunt and mom. He comes back from the bathroom saying the same thing. I just look at him and start laughing and explain my stomach is all jacked up too. He's like "I'm sweating like crazy" and I'm like "my hands are shaking and my neck is hot". I have no idea why I said that but he burst out laughing and now "hot neck" is code for peeing out of your butt.
I'm pretty sure that was super anticlimactic so sorry