From: john.h.gohde@gmail.com   
      
   On Saturday, November 30, 2013 5:48:50 AM UTC-5, Nikhil Jain wrote:   
   > THE bottle of Maalox sat perched on the triage desk in the emergency room.   
   It was mint flavor, or maybe lemon — I don’t recall exactly — but it shimmered   
   temptingly. I had just finished with a new admission, and my stomach had been   
   groaning ominously    
   for hours. It was after midnight, the whole night was still ahead of me, and I   
   was getting desperate. I scribbled the last of my medication orders and   
   snagged the Maalox bottle, popping the top and chugging two revolting capfuls   
   on my way to the elevator.   
      
      
      
   I, myself, and moi get off on eating food.   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)