Why is it that every man I know seems obsessed about what comes out of their asses ? Everybody shits right ? What’s the big deal ?
Last night, my husband comes out of the bathroom and tells me how much he hates the shit that makes him wipe a million times, but this shit is worse. Not only did he have to wipe a lot, but he had to flush twice so he wouldn’t clog up the toilet.
My son announces when he farts, just in case I needed to know that. And when he comes out of the bathroom, he tells me the color, size and texture of his poop.
A friend’s huband once spend all day teaching my kids how to say flatulence when they were toddlers, so they would impress their preschool teachers with thier big vocabulary.
I really, really don’t need to hear about this.