Monday, February 9, 2015

Trashy Shorts: Explosive D

That awkward moment when I've spent at least 5 minutes yelling across the yard to my neighbor in detail about my experiences with explosive diarrhea over the weekend and I suddenly realize that every single house in the subdivision has its windows down due to the unseasonably warm weather...

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  1. Still not the worst thing I've overheard people yelling about? "Yeah that bitch gave him herpes and now I got it!" <- I think that one takes the cake. Stay classy, my neighborhood.

    (Okay, I liked you. In public. If only so people will truly see how low class I am - in the best way possible)

    1. It didn't show up that you liked me! Like me again, please please please! (Did that sound totally needy? Good because that's how I meant it to come off.) Your comment reminded me of something I overheard once in the post office that was awful, but I can't remember it right now. Something about paternity or non-paternity, screamed really loudly into the phone in a very busy, small area. And I swear it wasn't I doing the screaming.