Years ago i went to visit a friend in philly. Ate lots of cheesesteaks cause i figured it was the thing to do. Went up to atlantic city to check it out. Got shitfaced, ordered a gook hooker out of the phone book. Burned the rice, then ordered a cheesesteak from room service at about 3am. I think that thing was sitting under a red light for a week. Got food poisoning. Exploding out both ends. Had to stay an extra day because i couldnt get more than 10ft from a toilet. Tried to sleep and diarreahad my pants. Had spare pants, life is good. Left the hotel room with used condom, shitty underwear and pants, phone book open to hooker pages left behind. Good times. Never eating a cheesesteak again.