Michael DeRosa

Explosive Diarrhea

It was my freshman year of college and my friend asked me if I wanted to see a play on campus. Before we went to the show, we met in The Pub, a small restaurant on campus in the basement of the theatre where the play was taking place. It was a Friday night during Lent, and being the good Catholic boy that I was, I ordered fish for dinner. The food took what seemed like forever to make, and we finally receieved our orders with minutes to spare before the play began. Frantically, I engulfed the fish and we ran upstairs to get our seats before the show started.