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    2 days ago

    … And that’s ok, because i’m focused on my diarea and not trying to impress a random girl.

    Know your priorities.

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      23 hours ago

      Priorities…

      Giving yourself a pep talk in the car before even heading into the store, taking a few deep breaths, and clenching with everything you have while trying to look like you’re walking casually.

      Been there…

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      2 days ago

      I remember seeing a stunningly beautiful woman at the grocery store, and I looked in my cart and saw lactose-free milk, lactose-free probiotic yogurt, and ultra-soothing toilet paper. I’m sure she was impressed.

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    2 days ago

    Once went to a pharmacy because apparently one of my kids had pinworms. Which means we all had to take the medicine. Anyway, my wife and I figure that we should all take it the next day (can’t remember the precise reasons, but it had to do with the fact that you have to take a second dose like two weeks later). This determination is made at night, so I have to drive up to the store to pick it up. I have four kids, so we needed to get two boxes of the stuff.

    I don’t think much about it until I approach the register area and I swear that management decided to schedule the best looking people to work that particular night shift. Everyone was hot. And here I am, like 10 o’clock at night, holding two boxes of butt worm medicine, suggesting that there’s so pressing a need for this product that I had to get it right away…

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    2 days ago

    Ya for real though, don’t worry, people in medical/human services aren’t too worried about your explosive diarrhea. (I know it’s hard to emotionally detach on this when you’re younger). But…It’s just a job. My colleagues and I have often incidentally been extremely intimate just by virtue of we have to work with people who are sometimes naked, and deal with fluids and the like. In any other context it might be embarrassing to meet someone and thirty minutes later look at a penis together. Nature of the beast etc. Everyone poops!