As you can probably tell from the timestamps on my posts, I ignore the massive advertising budgets of the laxitive industry. I poop when I feel the need; and while I do have some favorite seats, where I need.
For a while after my grandfather died, my grandmother lived with us. Now, THERE was a woman obsessed with being regular. Every morning she'd have her bowl of Uncle Sam Cereal then retire to the shitter. If for some reason she hadn't pooped by about 10 AM, the laxitives would come out. I didn't understand it then and I don't understand the mindset now.
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