Cast all the romaine lettuce into the cleansing flame, for the sake of your very lives! This lettuce is befouled and becursed, with a miasma of pestilence that will seize hold of your entrails and squeeze tight. Let no putrid leaf escape purification! None!
…Seriously, folks, gastro sucks. Don’t take the chance; toss out the romaine lettuce. Better safe than sorry.
Moe Lane
PS: “Burn the lettuce” sounds like an euphemism. For what, I’m not sure.