After I won that Flip camera from Alice I decided that I would quit entering giveaways since I would probably win all of them because I am a witch lucky. This has been hard for me because Alice gives stuff away, like, all the time, and I restrain myself, lest I be burned at the stake.
And I had to because my special witch powers gut told me to. My gut told me this because she knew I would be a winner. And she was right. I WON, PEOPLE! One hundred dollars to spend however I choose at Alice. So cool. And I swear I’m not a witch. Or at least I hope I’m not a witch.
Don’t hate me because I’m lucky.
And now for your conversational enjoyment…
Marie: I wish I was a flight attendant.
Mark: You can’t be a flight attendant. You’d never be home.
Marie: Flight attendants go home.
Mark: You’d only be home long enough to poop.
Marie: Do you think people poop on airplanes?
Mark: I’m sure they do.
Marie: You’ve never pooped on an airplane… have you??? (Who is this man?)
Mark: No, but if I had to…
Marie: No. way. I can’t believe you’d poop on an airplane. Have you no morals?
I just can’t comprehend pooping while onboard a plane. I can’t. I mean, what if I took so long that a line formed waiting for me to finish? Talk about a walk of shame. Pooping takes time, people, and the goal with plane potties is to be as quick as possible. And what if it stank up the place? I mean, seriously, consider your fellow plane mates. You can’t open up windows. I’m not even going to go into the potential embarrassment of crashing while pooping…
I promise that this is the very last post on bowel movements (or at least until I have kids. Then it’s bowel movements and questions about circumcision 24/7), but tell me, is plane pooping ok with you? I won’t judge you. I just have to know if I’m the only person in the world that would NEVER consider pooping while in the air.