Thoughts On The Dead

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Thoughts On My Butt

Listen, this is an aside that has nothing whatsoever to do with the Grateful Dead, so feel free to skip over this post; I won’t be hurt. here goes:

Getting up to pee in the middle of the night is something that comes with getting older. I’m used to it; it doesn’t bother me.

Getting up to poop in the middle of the night is AN ABOMINATION.

Who can I file a complaint with? The Hague?  Syrian Electronic Army? The line must be drawn here, no further.

1 Comment

  1. Poop Goblin III

    August 29, 2013 at 2:22 pm

    This could be serious. I would advise you to get to the nearest Mexican consulate as quickly as possible and request anal asylum.

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