This stuff, whatever it is that I'm taking, makes me feel rather funny. I'm supposed to have one before dinner and then eat like normal, but it makes this black hole of my insides. Suddenly, it's impossible for me to taste this once-delicious Asian chicken.
And I can't think of anything more disappointing than the prospect of me not being able to taste my asian chicken.
Well, maybe I can. Not being able to taste my baked ziti... *gasp*
Banish the thought!
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