Expertimentful

Felt a little confident there. Like maybe this whole lactose business somehow disappeared and I could really eat ice-cream if I wanted. No pills or nothing.
So I tried.
Home alone on a Sunday night, which is a good time for these kinds of experiments.

Theory: I’m not actually lactose intolerant, maybe I was but it went away.

Method: Eat a large bowl of ice-cream.
Result: I’ll spare you the details…
Conclusion: Nope, didn’t go anywhere.