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My mother wonders if I may be constipated. I don’t know exactly what causes this curiosity; she’s asked me about it regularly even before she became a nurse. All I know is that it has plagued me most of my life.
I know she changed my diapers, but I believe there is a time [...]
I’m no sheep herder. All I know of mutton grazing strategies or sheep shearing involves a few lines from Baa Baa Black Sheep Have You Any Wool. I’ve always been told that sheep are intellectually challenged. I don’t know if that is true or not, but I’ve heard that the lack of brain power [...]
It hits the fan.
She needs to get hers together.
His doesn’t stink.
You’re full of it.
It happens.
When one is being ushered through “It’s a Small World” at Disneyland you never hear about it, but what really brings us together is what we produce about 15 hours after we take a bite [...]
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