Y’know, I do not give a shit (pun intended) about the digestive processes of ANYONE on this Board. I don’t care that you haven’t gone to the bathroom in many days; I don’t care that you have to go now but don’t like doing so at work; I don’t care that you were in medias res and were interrupted; I don’t care that you have to take certain precautions to avoid embarassing yourself, digestively speaking, in front of family, friends, or collegues.
I don’t know what it is lately with the proliferation of posts in which people are fascinated with their poopie, but I really, really, REALLY don’t want to read about it. If I wanted to hear about that crap like that (pun intended), I’d go chat up some pre-schoolers.
If you can’t keep it to yourself, kindly use a topic line that alerts others to the fact that your thread deals with self-contemplation of the most intimate and, may I add, boring type. Then I’ll just merrily skip over it and won’t risk being put off my feed. Thanks.
Because some things are intrinsicly disgusting, in the eyes of the beholder. Just because something is common doesn’t make it pleasant & proper for polite society. We all fart but I bet you’d prefer not to be stranded for twelve hours in an elevator with Raymond Burr after a trip to the all you can eat beaf-n-bean burrito bar at Taco Bell.
fecophelia, has that been discussed. i know some people that are serious fecopheliacs. I won’t mention who since he’s kind of famous, but on tour with a band i used to work with, the drummer of this band (i’m itching to say who…) would play with his shit in the toilet after he took one, even came into my room at the hotel once and asked me to “check it out”. gross!
met a woman later on who does the same thing, i asked her about it since she was so open about it and she just likes the way it feels in her fingers, and she actually thinks the smell is comforting.
too much for me…
i’ll pass on that whole load of crap.
(sha-bang!) had to put that last line in.
