I had tuna steak yesterday. I remember the last time I had tuna steak I ended up being sentenced to my bathroom by a jury of my leaky butt for hours... I forget though. I forget that something happened because I tend to remeber the occurance but forget what the cause was exactly. I
Thaat's why shortly after my meal yesterday I was sweating at a Starbucks and wondering how I was going to explain the smell to the line of people waiting at the bathroom door.
I'm single ladies!