Ever live in a foreign country and eat some shit that makes you feel like your guts are being pulled inside out. You run to the crapper every 5 mins to have a combination of water and chunks of your twisted up pulled around guts exploded out of you. Even touching your stomach hurts. Well that is where I am right now. Going home in 5 days and can't wait to get the demons out of my stomach. It might actually be Demons and Gremlins having a war down there. It all started because the Demons liked m14's and Gremlins like AR15's. I really hope the Boogie man doesn't show up with a AK and RPG. That will really suck.