Sunday, April 18, 2004

PURGATORY FOR FOOD.

++ PURGATORY FOR FOOD has to be that place in the middle of your throat (as oppossed to the side of your throat?) so how exactly does food get lodged in the middle of your throat? so far i've found at least three ways for that to happen.
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1. you swallow something to big for your throat and then try to quickly eat some food. for example, you think one of thsoe plastic colored eggs should be small enough to fit down your esophagus. you shove it down your throat only to find it gets lodged right around where your adam's apple should be. quickly you run to your firdge and root through the shelves to find a real boiled egg in the side door. you crack it open and throw the egg down the hatch. nothing. it gets stuck in your throat, above the plastic egg. three whoopsies. for one, you have a plastic egg stuck in your throat, second the plastic egg is now dirty with real egg on it, and third you are wasting food. most likely if you haven't swallowed the plastic egg by now, its not going down and will have to eventually come back up, thus wasting a perfectly good egg (assuming you catch it in your hands to save).
2. you eat some good grilled fish and miss a bone, thus swallowing a fish bone and lodging it in your throat. you proceed with either more fish or corn on the cob or inevitably some other really good food and none of it goes down, because some fish decided he wasn't good enough to be a whale, so he grew small bones. its now in your throat and preventing you from eating anything else. the nerve of fish.
3. you actually somehow swallow food down your windpipe. this is a really bad one, because not only is it not going to be digested, but its going to eventually come back up your windpipe and it most likely hurts right now, will hurt as its coming back up, and hurt after the fact. and you've wasted food. again. idiot.
4. the food which once went down your throat nicely as good nice food should, has decided its not ready to be digested, so it takes a little detour and starts its return trip ticket option. your brain realizes it before its come to its final destination and for a split second is unsure what to to for the shock of food returning to its original point of departure is rare once you reach a certain age and are able to realize this. suddenly your brain kicks in and knows that the food hasn't passed customs and is being screened and fingerprinted because its definately a foreigner and tells the food to go back to its 'home'. for that one split second where its not quite here or there. that is the pinnacle of food purgatory. ++

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