it took 2 mcdonald's value meals and 4 pizza hut pepperoni pan 'zas to heal me. and with a flush of the toilet, i'm better than ever - physically at least. i haven't had a better bowel movement since i ate that unbelievably spicy vindaloo curry in london that allowed me to leave a memorable mark on one of historic london's unfortunate toilets. with every meal i eat in a foreign land, factoring in my love for the spicy foods, i leave myself open to being burned twice. now i can pinpoint the original sickness from one of my only 2 meals i ate in thailand: ice coffee or pad see ewe. i treat them both so well and that's how they pay me back. i'm not sure where my rambling is going so i'll just cut it off right now but for those that had claims on my property when i'm dead, you'll have to continue waiting.