As of right now, I’m sitting at the computer and eating, one by one, unsalted crackers. They nauseate me. I’ve been up since 9:30 am this morning, and all I’ve had to eat today is 15 crackers. No, I’m not kidding too. That’s actually alot for me.
Anyway, they sicken me, but I still keep eating them. I don;t know whats wrong with me. I HATE crackers!!
So stop eating them. Or eat something else.
I’ve been up for the last 16 hours with a particularly bad flu bug, and saltine crackers are the only things that haven’t been ejected out of my stomach within a half hour of consumption (as long as I eat them slowly and take the occasional deep breath to stave off the vomit reflex). So although I normally don’t like crackers, right now I’m about ready to drop to my knees and thank the gods for the good people at Nabisco (salted Original Premium, thankyouthankyouthankyou!). So you see, crackers do have a purpose; it just takes projectile vomiting and explosive diarrhea to make that purpose clear.