tbrochin
Sunday, December 28, 2008 5:58:00 PM
taking a nice satisfying dump. I mean.... the kind that takes your breath away (and not 'cause of the stench either, although that's a sign of a good dump). Just a great, relaxing feeling, ending in you being a few pounds lighter.

It's even better if you're not expecting it to be that good. You know.... you head to the bathroom, thinking that you're about to unload your standard cargo, but it ends up being a cathartic experience (no pun intended, for all you medically-smart people).

Taking a dump so satisfying is like smoking a great cigar, then sorta being sad when it's gone.

One of life's simple pleasures.

fishinguitarman
Sunday, December 28, 2008 6:02:00 PM
TMI
tbrochin
Sunday, December 28, 2008 6:22:00 PM
Oh you know you agree!
angus13
Sunday, December 28, 2008 6:28:00 PM
^ is the Al Bundy of the boards...
tbrochin
Sunday, December 28, 2008 6:30:00 PM
^ I figured that would be andytv!
fishinguitarman
Sunday, December 28, 2008 6:37:00 PM
He has a rival now
tbrochin
Sunday, December 28, 2008 6:41:00 PM
^ Thanks!!!
lou2row
Sunday, December 28, 2008 6:42:00 PM
I like when I leave the big question mark. I can usually tighten the belt a notch after one of those.
tbrochin
Sunday, December 28, 2008 6:43:00 PM
LMFAO

NINE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

turds

VaMtnMan
Sunday, December 28, 2008 6:54:00 PM
This reminds me of a joke from Ron White

"Ever take a crap so big that your pants fit better? I'm hoping that happens to me later tonight, 'cause these babies don't fit anymore. I'm hoping I'm one big turd away from backing into an old wardrobe".

andytv
Monday, December 29, 2008 9:44:00 AM
“There was nothing really as glorious as a good beer ****—I mean after drinking twenty or twenty-five beers the night before. The odor of a beer **** like that spread all around and stayed for a good hour-and-a-half. It made you realize that you were really alive.”

C. Bukowski—Ham on Rye, 1982