In preparation for the steak-a-palooza I had some inner dialogue with my digestive tract primarily the duodenum since it claims to carry the heavy load, but also the stomach, in my due diligence to alert it of the onslaught of uncommon carnivorous activity all with hopes that it will oblige me with the adequate gastric secretions and ample amounts of bile throughout the evening.
I will however be heading over to the apothecary to pickup some industrial grade meat-digesting enzymes since the gallbladder and pancreas did rear their heads during my inner dialogue with the duodenum and with that required some reassurance since they are simply not used to secreting so much bile and insulin respectively. Overall they agreed to be productive and have readied themselves for the sudden change in colonic waste material.
In closing I think I’ve convinced them to work with me and I am particularly looking forward to the meal–just don’t mention the scotch.
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