My neighbor came by with falafel 4 am 2 nights ago. I knew it was a bad idea. I just didn't know HOW bad of an idea it was. I fell resting with a waist cincher on to boot (squeezing my insides, when my insides needed to expand), Consequently, I was relegated to spending the day cramped up on the ground.I had a successful fart/burp/sweaty pantyhose session. After that, I couldn't even stand. I didn't eat. Here I am a day and a half later, still in pain though it's hardly comparable to yesterday., I am, however, making the most disgusting, foul farts.