Happy Thursday. In recognition of Throwback Thursday, here is a story from a couple decades ago. I ran cross country in high school. We had practice runs every morning before school, so we showered in the women’s locker room before classes started. One morning, I felt very gassy. As I

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There is something about weddings that make me extra gassy. I attended one over the weekend, and I had the farts during the entire reception. I would have blamed the champagne for the extra bubblies in my intestines, but I didn’t drink any this time. Could be that usually by


I had the squirts bad.. this was at work, so I ran into the office bathroom and hurriedly released the poisons trying to escape my body via butthole. I was in such a rush that I didn’t notice there was someone in the stall next to mine. I pushed out