My wishes were answered and the other day my friend Gina posted this on my Facebook page. Thank you, Gina.
The more I listened to this guy, the more I liked his accent and his droll sense of humor. Anyone that talks about poop on YouTube is alright in my book. And then it also made me laugh because it reminded me of my own party-pooping incident many years ago…which I guess was just as literal as this guy was musing about regarding his friend Jennifer. I think my way of party-pooping, especially when stuck in a very tricky situation, was pretty damn creative and I pulled it off without a hitch.
The best part was that I didn’t tell my friend Tina about the dump I left in her house for at least six years.
And speaking of Jennifers, I miss my Jennifer. My Jen in Portland. Have I told you she’s knocked up with a new baby? And that I am soooo excited for a new baby made by her and Rob?? Oh my god, I want to be there for the birth. Jen, if you let me watch you give birth, I will not be a party pooper and announce to the room if you accidentally push a turd out on the delivery table.
JENNIFER, I PROMISE I WON’T.
That would be a huge party pooper thing to do.