Sicko

It is effing cold! When I walk my dog, I now look forward to picking up his poo in a bag. The heat from his steaming turd radiates through the thin plastic bag and warms up my hand, even through the gloves. I find myself holding his poo a little

POOP ASAP

I was speed walking to the bathroom to drop a mad deuce, when I ran into a colleague. Usually, I say a quick hi and go on my way, but this time I had the misfortune of running into the office motormouth. My turtle head was about to bust past