Get it???
Here's the part about post-thanksgiving that no on really wants to talk about: the poo. After embibing somewhere between 2,000 to 4,ooo calories in a single day which consists mostly of sitting around, it's all gotta come out somehow.
I tend to hold a little ceremony. It's a huge undertaking to dispell such a load, so I don't think it's blowing it out of proportion to take some special care before you blow out your digested portions. I wake up, do some sit ups, light a vanilla scented candle, drop my pants and let gravity take over. It's really a special moment.
It might seem a bit graphic, but I haven't really even gone in to detail... and I don't really even plan to! Kids might read this, you perverts! The putrid thoughts and inevitable sense of relief you must be feeling through sake of association is all in your head, bub.
So this post-thanksgiving day, I ask for you to take a minute before you reach for that toilet handle. Take a look down at what once was, and feel no regrets as your past memories of savory food, family fun, and thanksgiving feelings spiral downward in a clockwise motion...
Bird bird bird, bird is the turd...
1 comment:
I'm just suprised that it took you til your third posting to start talking about your poo...
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