break down

So I've just spent 5 weeks in SE Asia, traveled from Kuching to Phnom Pehn to Kuala Lumpur, eaten roti and curry, laksa and nasi lamak, moved by car, bus, plane, moto and bamboo train, and finally after all that, I broke down and did something awful. Here I am, hours before stepping on a plane to Miami and I... I... I just... I mean... I... it just seemed like such a good idea at the time...
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ok, here goes:
IwenttoburgerkingohI'msosorryitwillneverhappenagain.
And after that first (admittedly satisfying) bite, it became clear just what a mistake it was. And I have quite the McStomach Ache.