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WhrDLMI

Actually that is a cable knit sweater.

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Just found out the lead singer from Poison is from Butler PA. Who knew Steve-o had such celebrity friends?

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I did know that. He still plays at the local fair every year. And, I recently found out, that Jack Lambert lives about 15 minutes away from me.

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Meh, Steelers.

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ooh, how long have we had a "remove your thanks" button?

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Got a story for you gents.

So last night about 2am, the guttural demons from hell paid me a visit. I unleashed a BM that would make a elephant proud and a buzzard gag. You have to understand the magnitude of the smell that I did not know, until last night, that I was capable of producing. It was so bad, Liz woke up and told me to turn on the fan. I instructed her, that the fan was already on, but could not keep up with my digestive prowess. Lest you believe I would tell you a story just about my defecation disaster, there is a part two to my number two story. I was in the for a while doing work to birth my newfound baby brown boy when I heard a drip. Thinking that was weird, but could have come from the nuclear waste I just laid, I thought nothing of it. Until I heard it again. And again. I turned to see the ceiling was leaking right next to the toilet. I thought, for a brief second, that I blew the roof off the sucka. But then I remembered I have a metal pipe connected to the vent fan in the bathroom. In the cold, this pipe condensates, so I have a bucket up there as a short term solution until the spring when I can either cut a hole in the roof, or replace the metal with PVC. Anyway, the bucket had filled up and started to overflow onto the ceiling and down onto me. So, it was bad enough I had to have an episode of gut expungement, but now I had to go to the garage, get the ladder, go up into the attic and empty that bucket. Did I mention it was cold AF last night. And ladders are metal? And I didn't take the time to add more clothes or even shoes? You know when you are pooping, I am not sure if it is the slow release of the smell that lulls you into a sense of low odor, that everything will be ok, or if it is the "My shit don't stink" that allows you to get by while you are in the bathroom and that the smell is not that bad. But I came back upstairs and reacquainted myself with the Chernobyl that I left up there. And Liz was right, we needed two fans for that one.

So that was exciting. How was your night?

WhrDLMI

Since the beginning.

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See... It's about poop. ALWAYS about poop.