The Christmas Show - so many exciting things going on, I don't even know where to start. So let's start with the story that involves disgusting bodily functions.
Yesterday morning I gave a ride to Wurzy, a guy in the show whose car has been stuck on the wrong side of a broken garage door since Thursday, when said broken garage door made him very late to our World Bank show. He was really in a bad way - he'd been up all night puking, couldn't keep anything down (and I mean anything, water included). When we got there, he pretty much collapsed in a corner until 45 minutes later, when someone else took pity and drove him home. In the meantime, I heard that another member of the cast had been hospitalized and yet another couldn't be reached at all. They finally reached her - at home, in her bed, totally, totally sick.
What did these three people have in common? Besides copious bidirectional emptying of the digestive tracts? They were all in the World Bank show on Thursday. And Wurzy, being the retired pathologist that he is, called the other two and discovered that, indeed, all three had the tuna.
The moral of this story: if you're ever at the World Bank, and their caterer brings in wraps, go for the roast beef.
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Yikes--close call for you!
My only domestic food poisoning incident was from a tuna sandwich. They're dangerous.
Ooooooo.....a mini outbreak investigation!!! They should contact the local health department - so a full-fledged tuna investigation can take place!
is it the mayonnaise or is it the tuna, I wonder.
Ooh, is that what they should do, 'Po? Our executive director is right now checking to make sure no one else ate the tuna, then he's going to call the World Bank. But should we also tell the health dept?
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