I decided to make an old family recipe, Sausage and Noodles... Real simple, just add Onions and Mushroom Soup to the Jimmy Dean, combine with noodles and bake for an Hour...
Well, my insides hadn't had Mushroom Soup or Pasta in a few years, and since I did that 8 week cleanse, they had literally no memory of either, no fingerprints saying this was an acceptable arrangement.
Now, not to be shy, I take a bowl of whatever, eat half and fill it back up. I do that a couple of times before finishing the "first bowl" and get a second... So, that ends up being 4 total bowls or so when I have had my fill... I thought I was all good until it was time to crash...
My insides had other ideas, since I didn't ask for approval for one bowl, much less 4 bowls. It started out as a concert in my insides, like a Symphony that went from Metallica to Mozart... No external release you see, that would be letting me off easy, my insides wanted to play this 3 hour concert in which I couldn't sleep and had to listen.
As a bonus, I think I learned how to play Guitar... It sounded like the 6th string down to the 3 bridge on the 102 with the 314 Gibson 4-2-9... I'm going to look that up to see if I'm right.
Anyway, at the end of the concert, there was a Fireworks blowout show that would rival Mount Vesuvius while scaring enemies away and ending a marriage. I still have some rumbling and bumbling, no aftershocks yet. Thank God for air purifiers.
See how I'm always preaching against processed foods? That doesn't happen on a normal Paleo diet! I don't want to learn the Drums and Guitar when I'm trying to sleep! I have one more night worth of Sausage and Noodles unless I can pawn it off on someone.