Coming into the kitchen, I want nothing more than to have a soda! When I look in the cupboard where I keep them, they are all gone! Seriously... again?! My roommate keeps drinking all my soda and it's so annoying! I go to the fridge and I find what I think is one of her sodas with writing on it with a warning for the drinker not to drink. What a hypocrite! I pop off the top and down the whole thing! Yum! Such a strong delicious lemon flavor! I leave to go finish up my day and head to bed. In the middle of the night I stumble into the bathroom to release a very liquid-like load into the toil...

Coming into the kitchen, I want nothing more than to have a soda! When I look in the cupboard where I keep them, they are all gone! Seriously... again?! My roommate keeps drinking all my soda and it's so annoying! I go to the fridge and I find what I think is one of her sodas with writing on it with a warning for the drinker not to drink. What a hypocrite! I pop off the top and down the whole thing! Yum! Such a strong delicious lemon flavor! I leave to go finish up my day and head to bed. In the middle of the night I stumble into the bathroom to release a very liquid-like load into the toilet and then I keep pushing out more and more! It shoots from me into the toilet with some power! Oh no, do I have a stomach bug? I hope I'm not getting sick. Early the next morning, I am once again in the bathroom shooting another load into the toilet. Where is it all coming from?! I leave to start my day. I have to go again two more times before I start my workout and again after my workout is complete. I ponder out loud how this feels as though I took a laxative. But there is no way right? Later when I come across my roommate, she asks me about her laxative that is missing from the fridge... well fuck.... I guess I did take one. Lesson learned. Read the fine print!