Thursday, March 13, 2008


Boyfriend of woman on toilet may be charged
I'm not sure about the rest of the world but if my ass was stuck to the toilet I'm pretty sure my husband wouldn't let me sit there for 2 years. One? Maybe. But definitely not two.

And how funny is it that the Sheriff of the town is named Whipple. Wasn't that the guy in the "Don't Squeeze the Charmin" commercials? (I just googled Mr. Whipple. He died last November. Sad. I'll think of him everytime I wipe.)

So I asked the hubby what he thought of this story and what he would have done in this situation. He told me that he would never allow my body to actually fuse into the toilet seat, that's cruel and neglectful. However, he did say that he would not miss any opportunity to take a crap on my lap. did I get so lucky?

1 comment:

Christina Shaver said...

My grandfather was the town doctor. He lived in a small town in western Illinois. Being the only doctor in town, he did a lot... including having to surgically remove a toilet seat from a woman's behind. Back in those days, they had wooden seats. I guess her hubby, being a do-it-yourself fixer-upper, decided to shellack the seat. She unknowingly sat on it and became literally glued to the seat. Apparently my grandfather, not unlike you, was a bit of a wisecracker. He couldn't help but laugh in her face when she came in (it was a small town, and everybody knew everybody). "I've seen a lot of asses in my time," he said to her, "but never one so neatly framed."