Inner Body Working
This one kind of freaks me out a little. But if you are squeamish or don’t like reading about things that aren’t good supper table conversation I’d say to sit this one out because I’m going to try to be classy but who knows. It could get gross if I can’t figure out how to say it nice.
Ok, so why is it that you can hold back on number 2 and the feeling will go away a lot of times, but that will never happen when you hold back number 1. It just gets worse and worse with no relief in sight. Like sometimes I’m driving and that defication sensation hits but I think you know, I really don’t want to do this in some gross gas station bathroom. I’ll just wait unitl I get home even it takes hours. I took this picture of the grossest bathrrom I ever saw…I wouldn’t even pee on the floor in this one because of the stink and I was afraid that some airborn bacteria could sneak into my pee hole if I exposed it in the area.
I know. It grosses me out too, but this one was for the history books and maybe you could show it to your kids someday to warn them or say this is what happens when you let stuff get out of hand in the bathroom.
But when urination feelings hit there is no turning back. You can’t even think about anything else and it will drive you mad if you let it. It’s best to just pull over to the side of the road if you have to and do your thing because there is not escaping it. I guess that’s the good part–number 1 is pretty easy to take care of without a lot of messiness.
I guess we should count our blessings that it’s not the other way around, or the side of the road would be a big trepidation because of the chances of not watching your step good. With everybody stopping it would be bedlam. I guess I’ll just be happy with the way it is.
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Comment from Another anonymous idiot
Date: November 13, 2008, 9:06 am
listen, you were right, it is an uncomfortable conversation. i could only glance over your words. i don’t have an answer for you. i can tell you this though. where i work we have people crapping on our property. i just spent 3 hours on an email to my partner over the details of the now mandatory fencing project. about once a week a human being defacates on our wall, non are specific. i can’t tell you how gross this is. i swear to christ i survived on nothing but liquids for 2 days after discovering the last incident. maybe this relates somehow. the absolute hatred i feel for the perpetraitor (not a typo) of this most heinous act, as an anonymous person, might be replaced with simple compassion for the fact that there are those out there that live alongside me, that don’t even experience the luxury of proper sanitary facilities. but the truth is i’ve got poison idea on the turntable right now and robert frost and his good neighbors with their good fences can take a walk, i’d prefer to not have neighbors who would shit on my building if not for the fence. crack’s big around there too for what it’s worth. crack don’t kill it just makes you lose your good manners for a while before you eventually go entirely insane and revert to an animalistic state. DOWN WITH CRACK!
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