Victory is mine! Or so it would seem. My stomach has apparently bowed out of the conflict, as the last couple of days have been relatively smooth sailing. I still don't know why it got riled up in the first place, whether certain food substitutions helped, or what role robots played in the conflict, but I'll take it. Thanks for all of your support.
And if anyone walking around the Gilman/State Street intersection in the next couple of days gets hit with half a head of lettuce, that will be me, celebrating.
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If I could throw that far, you'd most certainly be the one getting hit with the head of lettuce, devil woman.
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