and you will find i have grown quite a bit since those days.
new year's eve was full of drunken hooliganisms, and on new year's day-night i was in the ER because i stopped breathing (toldya i was dying).but onto more important issues.
it's weird when you poo because usually the thing you see after your poo is a mirror.
and usually, mirrors reflect your face.
it's like, immediately, i get to put a face to the poo.
and usually, it's my face.
i can't be the only one weirded out by that.
and i hate it when i think i have to poo and then it turns out i really just had to fart. and then it's like "well shit, i could've done that in class"
what's the rule on those anyway? i mean, do you wipe after that?
or what if you were dating a chick that was really into cleaveland steamers and you're squatting over her, you know, because she just kept fucking begging you to shit on her, and you're a nice boyfriend with an open mind, and then when you went to dump in the tit crevice, a fart came out instead?
i have this feeling even girls that've got the inkling for chest-craps aren't so down with being farted on.
it's even worse when you think you have to poo, but you actually have to puke.
you're sitting on the toilet and you realize there is waste inside of you, but it's not wanting to come out of that end.
because what do you do then?
you can't puke in the toilet if you're sitting on it. and i'm certainly not going to get up and bare-assed hurl where my butt just was.
i mean, i guess it wouldn't be any different than any other time, since butts are always touching toilets, but still.
i have no idea what i'm talking about right now.
did you know ninjas dipped their ninja stars in poo so their enemies would get infected and die of a horrible diarrhea-induced flu? that's intense.
oh, and to the people who've been asking me to draw more comics: no.
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