Friday, December 16, 2011

My immature, sad little pick-me-up

This week has been... not all together great (for a number of reasons; one of which is that I'm still sick, and no doctor seems to be able to fix it--we're down to voodoo and guesswork at this point).

But there's one thing that never ceases to at least make me chuckle (and at most, make me laugh until I cry and nearly wet my pants).

It's the Diarrhea Song.

That horrible song from childhood that never, EVER ceases to amuse me.

When you're walking down the hall and you feel somethin' fall
Diarrhea, diarrhea.


When you're sittin' with your honey and you feel something runny
Diarrhea, diarrhea. 

When you're slidin' into third and you feel a little turd
Diarrhea, diarrhea. 

It's horrible, I know. It's juvenile, I know. And diarrhea can be DEADLY. I know, I know, I know.

But I can't stop myself.

It's funny.

I thought I might be the only one on earth this pathetic, and then I found this blog.

Luckily, there are folks far sicker than me.

And thank God for that!




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