Sifting through your own poo on a Wednesday is better than doing the same thing on a Monday or a Friday. It could really ruin a week, you know?
I might have a parasite.
I've been sick since before we returned from Mexico and when the doctor requested a stool sample, I asked if he was kidding. He wasn't. But he did have a weird smile, so you can see how I got confused.
If, someday after a meal and a glass of fine wine, you'd like for me to explain my process, I absolutely will. But not here, not like this. ([Caressing a statue of Prince Eric] "...It's all so--so sudden." In times of trouble, my mind turns to Disney movie featurettes.)
If not, that's cool, too.
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