My grandmother always used a satin pillowcase to protect her hair after she had it set in curls. If satin gets you Scandinavia though, I shudder to think where one might wake up after falling asleep on a Satan pillowcase. Maybe also Scandinavia, it is pretty metal.
Facebook, what the fuck is this? Buttons touching input boxes? Buttons with gradients, buttons without? Malformed and irregularly sized border radiuses? This is not a toy.
I’ll get to the picture in a minute. The real question is why am I having 2 to 3 bowel movements a day on average? Is it my diet? My posture? My sleep schedule? My collection of fine leather pirate boots?
I’m just kidding. I don’t poop that often. Really, it’s none of your business.
But what I’m not kidding about is the phrase “bowel movement.” The next time I hear someone utter those two words together I’m gonna lose it. And then puke.
Nobody should say that ever. You either poop or you take a shit. And which you do depends on the urgency.
I even had to school my dentist on this fact. Well, I didn’t really but I will if the situation ever comes up.
My mom used to say it to me all the time when I was a kid. Because she’s a nurse. And that’s what they do. But it’s 2018 so stop saying that. Everybody.
That phrase is too many syllables for kids anyways. They just wanna take a dump (that works, too) and get back to playing Berserk on Atari. They don’t ever want to know what’s going on inside their bodies — if it’s the bowels or the intestines or any of that other internal plumbing. They got kid stuff to do.
Now then. As to why I tore apart the top of my stove in a cleaning OCD fit on a Friday night after work… I have no idea. I guess that’s what you do when you’re me.
And then in the middle of my scrub frenzy I gotta poop and I’ll be damned if these two horrible words didn’t pop into my head like Satan from the bowels of Hell. So I want to put an end to all of that.
I’m not knocking my mom or the other healthcare professionals. Those are the kind of things that they say. And if they want to continue to say them, they should do it within the confines of their workspace.
I worked at a hospital in Muncie, In called Ball Memorial Hospital. BMH. Bowel Movement Headquarters. Pull my finger is about as far as most of ‘em got in humor school.
For me what’s worse is when adults say they have to go ‘potty’ about themselves or another adult. I guess it’s fine if you ask a child if they have to go potty, or tell them you’re going potty. But it’s NEVER ok to tell another adult you’re going potty!
Since I don’t know when, I have used “powder my nose”. It gets the rednecks right by their knecks and even my die hards will still raise an eyebrow. If I’m especially feelin’ it, I will let fly with a “tinkle” or “potty” just to keep men honest.
That’s a good one. I don’t think I ever make a formal announcement. One of the ex’s insisted that all affairs of this nature should remain private to the person in charge. The session manager if you will.
In cognitive psychology, the telescoping effect (or telescoping bias) refers to the temporal displacement of an event whereby people perceive recent events as being more remote than they are and distant events as being more recent than they are. The former is known as backward telescoping or time expansion, and the latter as is known as forward telescoping.
Oh, that was just last year when I got my Vespa bag five years ago.
jimi hindrance experience · Jan 24, 2018 at 12:35 am
Always been a believer and advocate of this policy.
tcr! · Jan 24, 2018 at 8:02 am
Knobs are meant to be turned once.
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