So, I'm kinda chillin in my room... halfway between the TV and NS, and watching the last king of scotland on the tele. I havent ever seen it.
I look up, and the setting is forest whittaker is laying down in pain, and he's moaning and groaning on a bed. He says he has a TERRIBLE stomach ache thats making it so he cannot move.
this white scottish doctor is there, checking him out... and the Forest Whittaker is kinda reluctant for help because he's got SUCH bad indigestion.
The white doctor looks over, and see pills, and an empty bottle of beer.
"I think I know what this is"...
he starts tapping on his stomach, and it feels hollow. The guy's in super amount of pain, and groans.
He grabs a baseball bat (how they got THAT in Uganda, I dont know..) and an ottoman, and asks him to sit up, and sit down on the ottoman.
he sits behind him, and holds the bat over his stomach. The guy is like 'WTF ARE U DOING?" and he goes "trust me... now just slowly stand up on the count of 3."
they stand up and the guy proceeds to unleash the most rank, loud, explosive, never ending bodily gas ever.... straight cartoon status...
they start busting up laughing...
"oh my goodness i'm so embarassed!"
"dont mix beer and asprin, next time"
"is that REALLY what you think caused that?"
I now know what NOT to do after drinking...