It was some bad chicken. I'm talking born-in-the-ghetto, hustled-his-grandma, pimped-out-his-sister, three-time-regional-Meth-King bad. Spider-Man 3 bad. And Dan and I both ate some because when you live in a college dorm, your options are A) Cafeteria food or B) Hunger. Hunger was the better choice. Our dorm was 5 minutes from the dining hall. It was … Continue reading Let It Rip! A True Story About Jesus and Diarrhea