After yesterday’s seriousness, today you can read about poop. Merbear and I talk some shit over on her blog about a retro add on constipation. Head on over and if you haven’t already, follow this gal. She’s my wonder twin!
Alice: That manic look on that one chick’s face – she has more issues than constipation
Merbear: I think she’s had one too many Mcafe’s.
Alice: There’s a special bonding that occurs when two friends share constipation woes.
Merbear: Yes. I can only tell special friends when I can’t take a shit.
Alice: Tell me, Mer, have your bowels moved today?
Merbear: I thought maybe I could pass a turd, but it was just gas.
How’s about you?
Alice: Isn’t that the worst? Imagine being constipated for the entire damn winter! Damn.
Merbear: How did she not blow up like a poop filled balloon?
Alice: Always thought constipation was the usual for late 40s and 50s.
Oh no, we wouldn’t want it PURGED VIOLENTLY overnight.
Merbear: 911 emergency…yes, it appears a woman has exploded here at the grocery…
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