Quiet
See, I was going to do a whole post about how this woman I work with says colonic irrigation is great, and not embarrassing or weird or anything, and how I just don't feel comfortable with the idea of saying hello to someone and then having them put a tube up your bottom and flush your insides out and then talk with you about the weather and have you booked your holiday yet this year and did you see the state of Carol Vorderman yesterday, talk about your turkey neck, while bits of poo sort of whoosh out of you and down the tube like kids on a water slide, and what if it makes a noise, and how odd I find it that somebody would even want to do that for a living, I mean, did the careers officer ask them if they had any ideas and they said yes, actually, I want to put tubes up people's bottoms and chat politely to them while poo washes out and the careers officer said a-ha, I have just the very thing....
But then I remembered that nobody reads this on a Friday so I decided not to bother.
Carry on.
But then I remembered that nobody reads this on a Friday so I decided not to bother.
Carry on.
posted by surly girl at 2:54 pm
20 Comments:
>while bits of poo sort of whoosh out of you like kids on a water slide.
Hilarious! And conjuring up odd and disturbing mental pictures... *shudder*
I'm here.
Now DANCE! Dance for me, Surly!
If it's dancin' you want I'm your man...I have been known to shuffle my plates to in-store muzak while perusing flat screen TV's in Comet !!!
See previous SG blog for reference to said embarrassing moment.
As for flushing one's colon...the only question has to be WHY ? That's what stewed apples were invented for...the greatest loosener ever hehehe.
I've seen the inside of my colon. Clean as a whistle, it were.
don't be silly, of course I read your blog on a Friday. I hang on your every word....even when you're talking about poo, Again! Have a good weekend sg.
i certainly did. it was bad enought when they just alluded to the poo, but to actually show it is a bridge too far.
you might want to clarify..you know - age, nappy-factor etc
beat me to it....
Hi fifi sis! Where have you been you naughty blogger?
On Friday, it seems that many people have alternate plans (aka 'a life') so they don't hang around reading these gems.
i have no other life or things to do so i deeply resent people who do not blog on fridays
*puts on cross face*
p.s. i'm kind of intrigued to know what might come out of my gut - i'd definitely have to look...are there some coloured paperclips i mislaid in 1998, for instance?
yewwvoil = the noise i would emit whilst having my gut flushed
Apparently (I say as I wasn't there) that was a very hot topic at my familys Christmas dinner. My aunt had to mention that it wasn't proper dinner conversation 3 times before they stopped.
Ew. I have watched this process on many a "What the celebrities do" type show, and am fascinated in a can't-look-away-from-the-accident kind of way.
But much like a car accident, don't think I could EVER seek it out. As can't I get the same results at home with an all-fruit diet?
Ew again.
And of course I read on Friday. Silly.
Apparently it leaves you feeling as light as a feather. Not a good enough reason to have a pipe stuck up your arse, lit or not.
here I am again, drawn, by some inexplicable force, the poo talk at surly's place!
I would imagine you could get that 'light as a feather' feeling by eating less, and maybe a good dollop of Castor oil! Can't imagine paying someone to do that.
That being said, I now wonder about the lady who ate a pound of butter on the train....she must have had some aftereffects!
Someone ate a pound of butter on the train? I'm so not up-to-date (I was going to say "behind", but in the context of this particular post, that just seemed too risky).
yes kristy-its a hilarious story-you can read about it on wyndham the triffid's blog...earlier this week.
Colonic Irrigation? would that be the new blockbuster?
Just the thing for a Friday night then.
what worries me is the amount of thought you've put into it.
It is true - nobody reads on a Friday.
quite true, its now sunday
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