Excretory urges
#17
Re: Excretory urges
I don't know what is worse -- that I saw a thread named "Excretory urges," or that I was compelled to click on it and read all this crap. Obviously I have no control over my bodily functions -- at least not over the finger that clicks the mouse.
#18
Re: Excretory urges
Did you contemplate this all day??
Whilst on hold with some customer service line, I had the call of nature coming in on the other line, suffice to say, I had to take it.... then it turned sorta like into a conference call. When they heard the flush, told them that I had to carry on with my business whilst waiting as I wasn't going to hang up just to call again and wait another 10 mins...
Whilst on hold with some customer service line, I had the call of nature coming in on the other line, suffice to say, I had to take it.... then it turned sorta like into a conference call. When they heard the flush, told them that I had to carry on with my business whilst waiting as I wasn't going to hang up just to call again and wait another 10 mins...
#19
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There's nowt like a bit of toilet humor when one is having a slow and downright shitty day...no pun intended.
Thanks for the images that will never leave my head.
Thanks for the images that will never leave my head.
#21
Re: Excretory urges
This morning, as I was sat at my desk, progressing through the completion of my N-400, I was hit with a most violent and unexpected urge to visit the smallest room for, not to put too fine a point on it, a big, sloppy and somewhat explosive dump.
Has anyone else experienced sudden lavatorial pressings when faced with official documentation or other such serious matters?
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Has anyone else experienced sudden lavatorial pressings when faced with official documentation or other such serious matters?
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Which, metaphorically is a terrifying prospect.
#22
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This is strangely true - but I have been present at a Bible study when someone wished to confess that every single time they read the Bible they suddenly get the powerful urge to have a poo. They wanted to know if any of the other members of the group experienced this, and what did it mean. To my astonishment other members of the group also admitted to this and it was decided upon that it may be an indication that God moves powerfully through us all in mysterious ways. I offered the possibility that perhaps - and I was just spit-balling here - that they just needed a poo. But no - the majority agreed that it was an extension of Jesus magically coming up with a loaf for everyone.
Which, metaphorically is a terrifying prospect.
Which, metaphorically is a terrifying prospect.
I think of that when I would be out there across from Paula Deen's restaurant here, ESPECIALLY when the temps with the heat index were well into triple digits.