Revenge of the Burrito (Rated PG-13 for "Puking out Guts 13 Times")

Sorry for light posting lately--I can blog only between visits to the necessary to ralph--it seems that all in the Monk Cave ate something that disagreed with them. The Veep and oldest daughter, although queasy, were well enough to take part in end-of-school-year activities today. Your ineluctable Monkster and youngest daughter are house-ridden.

I pray that this malady was contracted from the local magaburrito joint, and not from the meal that the Veep and I prepared for Youth Snack Supper at church last night. Poisoning the whole church: that's a Bad Thing.

If you hear from the deep South of a couple run out of town tied to a rail and covered in tar and feathers, accompanied by a cursing, puking mob of Methodists, you'll know what happened.



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