Last week I spent eating inmate food 3 meals a day for 5 days straight. It wreaked absolute havoc on my system, as I generally eat fruit, vegetables, organic foods, and vegetarian foods. I also went from low altitude to high altitude. It wasn't stinky, but boy oh boy was there a lot of gas! I was trying to yell cadence over the wind (heh no pun intended) and every time I braced to yell I farted. It is really hard not to laugh when that happens, but the fear of being screamed at and forced to do PT was enough to stop me from laughing.
Oh, and the stench of No. 2. The other 5 girls would clear out of the barracks when I would go, it was that bad. My body has finally gotten back to normal a week after the last meal.
