Me too. This one time, my brother really ...... me off. He wouldn't apologize no matter who told him he was wrong - me, his wife, his therapist. So after a 6 month cooling off period, I decided to make the grand gesture and invited him and his wife over for dinner. We had a great time! I made my special dessert which I call the Godiva Special. It's Godiva Chocolate wrapped in a delicate pastry that is then deep friend and topped with whipped cream blend with Godiva Dark Chocolate liquor and then drizzled with Frango Mint Liquor. It's mind blowingly good! Except my brothers. My brothers I made with Exlax Chocolate. Exlax says use 1 to 2 pieces for an adult. I used 24 in his and then drizzled melted Exlax on his plain whipped cream (He's an alcoholic so no liquor for him).
As I waved goodnight from the front door, laughing inside to myself knowing what hell his 2 hour ride home would be! And that's where my plan all went to hell! I felt the first waves of pain in my intestines and I felt that rush and knew I had accidently given him my dessert and I ate his ExLax explosion. I barely made it upstairs to the bathroom when I felt my colon open up and I was dropping heat like B52 on a carpet bombing run. For the next 28 hours, I was the perfect example of Shock and Awe. I never left the toilet. The wife ran out and got me a case of Gatorade and a 32 pack of Charmin's Extra Strong. I drifted in and out of consciousness, some times praying for death and at other times wishing the Pentagon would fly my ... over those ISIS jack wads knowing after I delivered my payload they would never mess with the world again.
It wasn't all for naught though. After my brother ate my dessert, the liquor that was supposed to be in mine was in his and he fell off the wagon again and started drinking heavily again. He lost his job, his house and his wife left him so in a way I won! HA!
