I remember coming out of the field and there were no cooks , MRE's for 90 days and You would get so hungry the shit You couldn't trade but has stockpiles started to look good, Chicken ala King, Chocolate covered buttplugs You would have a bunch of , Sitting in the fighting position at night hungry as fuck so You send Your radio guy to grab pogey bags and I ate the rest of what I had 2 chicken ala kings and 5 chocolate covered buttplugs . I just knew I would pay for it later but so fucking hungry I would've ate My boot , so 17 days later I am really hurting started to bloat , went to sick call , told em hadn't shit in 17 days and cant barely walk, they handed Me 3 laxatives sent Me home , I am bitching telling them You think I havnt already tried laxatives? Next day I go back and they IV me and I get the firehose on full blast up the arse full atomic enema, They say go sit next to the latrine and don't leave till You have shit , I am like ok, 2 hours later full run to shitter , I hear the medics laughing , I said ok here We go, full white knuckler , sweating , cursing and the loudest fucking fart ever I mean they heard it outside cuz the laughing just got like a fucking college football game . I finally finish , stomach back flat like normal, feel so good, go to flush ,, I am like fuck that , them fuckers think its funny , I'll leave em this to flush. Called that Medic in who was the ring leader, I am like I think You had better go in there and check out My stool , somethings really wrong with Me, I walk to the check out desk and the fucker runs out gagging . Chocolate covered buttplugs , the revenge.