Alan and I do not talk about poop. Ever. The 1st and last time we discussed it was when we were going on our 1st vacation and I announced that when I asked him to leave the room he would have to leave, no questions asked. When he agreed and said ditto, I knew he was the one for me.
Wait, we did discuss it one other time. I told him that sometimes a woman will poop on the table while giving birth. No matter what I was not one of those women. If it happens then it didn't really happen and that was that. Again, he agreed - no questions asked.
We are showing the house in 30 minutes and as soon as Alan walked out of the bathroom I said, "You did not do what I think you just did, did you? You're shit better smell like roses or I'm going to be super pissed."
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1 year ago
3 comments:
You havent always been so shy about talking about poop..I remember sitting in the Pizza Hut enjoying dinner when (ALWAYS) your tiny voice took on the strength of a boxing ring announcer "I gotta go pooooooooppppy!!! Heads turned, faces turned *red* (that was me) and by Golly, we took you to go pooooopppppy!! No questions asked!
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You do have the best toilet paper ever!
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