L.I.E.

Recently a new toll road has been constructed in my stomach. There is no traffic! The L.I.E. (Large Intestine Expressway) says one hour to the next exit. I'm hoping I contracted a parasite. I mean skinny is skinny, right? Who cares how you get that way. Kyle says it is a case of bad Whataburger. But why would Whataburger do that to me? It is my friend. It doesn't want to hurt me.