Day Eighty-Six

I know this is inappropriate...

So I was watching this commercial. It interrupted my favorite three-o'clock television show - on ABC - and it got me thinking: Man. It must be quite awful to have to take a pill to prevent from 'springing an embarrassing leak', but then 'become constipated for three or more days'. What a terribly ironic product...

It got me thinking about my own plumbing; and then standing outside on a cool morning, drinking my second cup of coffee - first is consumed with my morning bagel; and how smokers know that there is some bizarre reaction that takes place between nicotine and a warm cup of coffee that gets things moving. It is quite remarkable, in fact. Like clockwork. You get about three-quarters down your Camel Light, and you feel a gentle kick, and you know...

Its weird writing about poop. I seemed to work much better in my head...

And, if that all wasn't enough, while considering and writing about my bowels, this lovely voiced woman had the solution after all! Hmm...