Don’t know what it was I ate
that gave me dysentery, but it’s impressive. Up all last night, my ass is on fire. I have graduated directly to Tucks.
Last night in mass I felt the gurgling of gas and liquid nastiness and felt a giant bubble of gas queuing up in the Fart Deployment area, and I managed to hold it back until we left, but I fear I may have cropdusted my way through a group of little old ladies. As it was I was tickled just to be able to trust those farts.
We watched the Mystery marathon and went to bed. I think the daughter may have been up texting hotlips. I’m happy to have seen the end of 2013
