I bought a big bag of ranch Corn Nuts and started eating them at my desk. I didn’t want to get ranch flavoring on my fingers, so I used a spoon. Bad idea. Each spoonful contained about six pieces of Corn Nuts. Before I knew it, I was scooping the
farts
Laborious Sunday
My colon must have gone back into travel mode because I had not pooped for a week. So this morning to trick it, I did the most at-home-relaxation activity I could think of: toilet reading. I grabbed the thickest book I could find and plopped my butt on the toilet
Fartday
Dangit. My coworker that I share a cube with just farted a nasty stinky one, and I am eating breakfast. This is a sign of a bad work week. Curse you, Monday!
