I had trouble with eggs early out, but now I can eat two of them--scrambled or boiled. If I go beyond that, there's trouble, so I don't!
Also, much as I like the eggs...they somehow combine with the already noxious post-bypass gas--I know you know what I'm talking about! The two together create an emission that could peel paint from the walls. As a matter of fact, a few days ago, I had a boiled egg for breakfast--completely oblivious about what it would do in my intestines--had a giant silent fart in the middle of my third period class with a bunch of 7th graders, was horrified, but decided to play it off. I spent a good two minutes telling them that I wasn't sure who it was, but why did we all have to suffer? I told them that if it were me, I would be embarrassed to do that in a group---and that it was time to start thinking about being more mature. (I was DYING inside, but mortified of them thinking that it was me that farted!) I felt guilty and told them yesterday that it was me, but they didn't care. A couple of them giggled, but nobody really gave a hoot! (Well, except me...)
-Mike
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FISHERBEAR MIKE
402/206/under 200 (As of 10/11/08)
Highest/Current/Goal
Open RNY - September 24th
196 pounds GONE, BABY, GONE!
BMI: 63 (was) / 32.2 (is)
Countdown to goal: 206 205 204 203 202 201 200 199 GOAL!
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