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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/tyrwlive on 2024-10-02 07:26:27+00:00.

Moving to Hanoi with my girlfriend meant diving headfirst into new experiences, especially when it came to food. Vietnam’s famous for killer seafood, and I’m a huge sucker for raw oysters. So, when we hit up a lively seafood buffet, I was in heaven - or so I thought.

They had this oyster station that just called out to me. My girlfriend’s family was all about trying everything, so I didn’t hold back. Round after round, I kept piling them on my plate. Must’ve knocked back about a dozen. They tasted like the sea and felt like a treat from back home in Canada.

Fast forward to the next day, and oh man, was I paying for it. Fever, the bathroom my new best friend, and my stomach in absolute rebellion. Turns out, my oyster feast was a ticket to misery town.

Here I am, still making bathroom runs and thinking about each oyster like a betrayal. It’s funny and awful in equal measure. I’ve learned my lesson - enjoy, but maybe don’t go wild at the buffet. Next time I’m craving oysters, I’ll enjoy them in moderation. Gotta say, it’s one for the books and definitely a story I’ll be telling for a while.

TL;DR: I went hard on raw oysters in Hanoi. Gave my toilet a beating for the next for days (and onwards)