Greek food. Gyros put my out for the count.
Oh, I'll give you TMI...
Round Table pizza. Once I ate an entire extra large pepperoni and linguica pizza from Round Table, with a pitcher of Coors Light to wash it down. All in about, oh, 20 minutes give or take. Bad idea, I shit my ass for about 3 hours. After the first 20 minutes of peeing out of my ass, my stomach started to hurt so bad that I started throwing up at the same time from the pain in my stomach. I had to sit sideways on the toilet so I could throw up in the tub while I was shitting my entire intestinal tract out. If there was any upside to this, the violent manner in which I was projectile vomiting into the shower made my stomach strain so much that I didn't even really have to try to shit, because it was happening involuntarily, in rhythm with my vomiting. Oh, and then the shower drain got clogged with all the undigested pepperoni and linguica, so while I was still shitting and vomiting, I had to reach my fingers down the drain to loosen up the vomit that had gotten lodged in the drain so the tub wouldn't get too backed up with a watery, Italian meat mixture. Ever seen ring around the tub that consisted of pizza grease? Its pretty neat.
At any rate, I'm pretty sure it was the amount of food that I ingested in such a short time span that brought this about as opposed to the actual Round Table itself. I just really wanted to share that story with someone. Round Table and I are still good friends, but on more of a platonic level now.