When my kitty goes, she sometimes gets in the litter box and a loud, high-pitched gasser will introduce the turd that follows. It’s hilarious yet alarming.
I went to Taco Bell yesterday. I like getting food with beans and food with excess cheese. It creates a boxing match in my intestines, a fight for the ages. This fight is almost over.
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“Man, don’t waste three gallons of water to get rid of a cup of sterile piss.”
“Why is that kindly hippy?”
“Just remember man, 'If it’s yellow, let it mellow. If it’s brown flush it down.'”
“Thank you, sir. Perhaps with the water we save in the crapper you might be able to bathe more thoroughly in the future.”