:lol2

Why did piglet have his head in the toilet?

It's too late now but I was going to tell you to tape yourself doing it because I'm sure Seven Force would have wanted it

You wouldn't have been able to see anything anyway. Just me crouched on the bathroom floor with my butt planted firmly in an large empty ice cream tub, with a look of self-pity on my face.

Self pity is hot!

:wank

seven force would have wanted her to dance in it and then post pictures of her feet.

and be asian while doing it.

Is it bad that I find that mental image more amusing than disturbing?

I KNEW you were full of shit, jeanette!

As bad as that must have been, imagine how it is to be on the other end. I've been manning a desk many a time when some random person comes in off the street with a jar of shit...and they're not all sanitary people or tightly sealed jars, let me tell you.

My favorite was the lady who brought in her kid, still smelling of shit, plopping him down on the counter, and loudly declared, "HE GOTS PINWORM." Then she knocked over the shit-sample (it looked like a sherbet container with handles) and it landed facedown on my keyboard. Thankfully, the lid was on.

Stool samples aren't good news for anyone. Here's hoping you're parasite free.

(Aren't you glad that doctors don't work like the vets and they don't stick a q-tip up your bum to get it out if you can't produce a sample? Heh.)

EEEW! At least I had the courtesy to collect and bag the samples cleanly and properly! You poor bastard.
Thank you. I hope so too.

Update: Well, it turns out that the stool sample and the blood test came back negative. No parasites in my guts. They're scheduling some scans, hopefully they will be able to diagnose what's wrong with me and we won't have to move onto a colonoscopy.

I don't want this thread to end :(

In a way, I was almost hoping it would be a parasite. At least with a parasite we'd know what was wrong and how to get rid of it and I wouldn't be taking Compazine. :\

I want this thread to take bizarre plot turns, assume a romantic aspect that doesn't seem suitable to the normal flow of character development but helps out with the market appeal, and then end with a shocker culmination of various plot points that at once violates our sense of judgment yet teaches us something about being human.

I recall a few years ago when I was being tested for what doctors thought might have been IBS. So I had to deuce in a dixie cup. I would have preferred an ice cream tub as my anus' aim wasn't clutch.

A dixie cup? Gross! Did you have to do it at the hospital instead of at home or something? :x