Thursday, October 15, 2009


It's funny, who tells stories about poop. The Scottish think it is a fine form of comedy; North American adults can be a bit more squeamish. If you are sitting around the dinner table with my family, you'll likely hear more about Metamucil than you'd like while eating.

But the best poop stories I've ever heard were Ortencia's about her fellow Peace Corps volunteers in Togo. I'm not sure what to say about a country where it's said that you are bound to crap yourself once or twice, and if you claim you haven't you must be lying.

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