Thursday, November 09, 2006

Potty Humor

I dreamt about shit. Literally.

I dreamt about shit and how much mine stank.

I dreamt I worked in a room filled with toilet bowls and at some point in the day, each one of my co-workers would walk in there and take care of business. You know, what I mean - they'd drop their kids at the pool, lay cable, whatever you want to call it.

At some point it was my turn to drop my contribution in the pot. Being new to the company and an introvert by nature, the whole prospect of shitting in public made me nervous. So I held it.

Finally four o'clock rolled around and I decided I need to belly up to the john and get it over with. I drop my drawers, take a seat, and shit.

"Damn, girl. What did you eat?" someone yells out.

"Nothing but the truth," I said. "I swear."

"Well, I don't know what that is," he said, "but it sure does stink."

I had to admit, he was right.

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