@DahlELama: I understand that the baby obtained a very large insurance policy just minutes before leaving the womb. Another example of why parents need to keep their fetuses off of the internet. Unbelievable.
@lionboy: Oh, I was quoting from Monty Python's Dead Parrot skit. On a more serious note, I think there are cases where the living vs. dead distinction is fuzzy (e.g., in a coma on life support) -- but in this case the kid was obviously still breathing, so doctor FAIL.
@BookishLookish: I could never hate you, dearest Bookish. But i can laugh right along with you. Wouldn't hallucinating be a big, fat red flag waving before her eyes? Hellooooo? You're doing horrible things to your body and it's not pleased.
being pregnant has made me a little, er, sluggish in the bowel department and i've read online of pregnant women drinking castor oil to help. my doc said this was a big no no and to stick to metamucil/psyllium powders.
But, when you're in the john, doing your biz and somebody lets a monstrous one go in the stall next to yours, you do everything you can to get the hell out before the smell, or by God splatter, seeps beneath the partition. (Oh, yes, we're all really afraid of splatter, no matter how improbable.) This is not a moment of Kumbaya sharing. It is a moment of, "Dear Lord, how fast can I wipe, zip, flush, wash, and get out before I'm identifying odorous food-stuffs, not my own."
So, uh, yeah. That's how I feel about people sharing their poo.
Jesus, you could stack books on those shelf-like clavicles.
Here is my health tip to you, Gwynnie. Get your bony ass down to Katz's, chat up Benny a bit and slip him a fin for a nice lean-cut pastrami. Then eat it (a side of fries would not hurt either) and let your body "detox" naturally, i.e., in the way it would anyway.
@BookishLookish: Have you seen the amount of meat on those sandwiches? She won't shit for days, but it'll be totally worth it for a Katz's. Dang! I want one now. Thanks, Bookish, ruiner of my plan for a soup and salad today.
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And, isn't that just a bit young to be into Goth?
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Cuz, you know, he wasn't.
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And to think... some people once considered you an actress.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, ha...
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Sure, it'll clean you out, but it'll leave you feeling hollow inside.
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But, when you're in the john, doing your biz and somebody lets a monstrous one go in the stall next to yours, you do everything you can to get the hell out before the smell, or by God splatter, seeps beneath the partition. (Oh, yes, we're all really afraid of splatter, no matter how improbable.) This is not a moment of Kumbaya sharing. It is a moment of, "Dear Lord, how fast can I wipe, zip, flush, wash, and get out before I'm identifying odorous food-stuffs, not my own."
So, uh, yeah. That's how I feel about people sharing their poo.
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Here is my health tip to you, Gwynnie. Get your bony ass down to Katz's, chat up Benny a bit and slip him a fin for a nice lean-cut pastrami. Then eat it (a side of fries would not hurt either) and let your body "detox" naturally, i.e., in the way it would anyway.
Also: shut your trap.
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Also: you're welcome.