apparently Yellowbeard life isn’t that interesting so he asked me to make an entry. Like my life is any more exciting. Since Yellowbeard is in love with shit stories or talking about poop in general i suppose i have one story i can add. About a week ago i went to minneapolis to meet my boyfriend for lunch (IRS). I got this really good hoagie at this place called Srgt. Preston’s (it’s a little bit passed the Jesus building) within like 1 min of getting home i thought my stomach was going to explode. I thought it was just maybe a really bad stomach ache but NO i had the shits BAD. The hoagie was so good i just couldn’t understand why, maybe someone didn’t wash there hands. I called and asked IRS if he had the same problem as i did and to my surprise he didn’t. I few days later i meet him for lunch again and forgetting on how bad my ass hurt last time we went to the same place. I decided to get something different this time, whatever it was it tasted like shit. ( I chocked it down anyway because i wasn’t paying) And once again i got home and got the shits but this time it was worse it felt like my ass hole was on fire. I’m not sure if its just me or if i have a shitting problem but i will never eat there again.