I spent a good two hours past my bedtime reading TESTIMONIALS of colon cleansers and by the end of the 2nd hour by GOD I wanted one! There were pictures of dookie and non-dookiethings found within the dookie and the discarded lining of the dookie trail (aka intestines). At 1a.m. this morning I was convinced that my belly fat wasn’t fat at all. Quite simply and obviously it is impacted poop and quite possibly parasites and if I could just take a pill, drink some tea and sift through my feces with chop sticks and then post pictures of whatever the hell this is (oh my goodness it’s gross) on the Internets that I would be vindicated! And slender. Thank goodness I keep my credit card nowhere near my computer because I would have CAVED!
In the harsh light of day I’m not sure colon cleansing is for me. I’m poo-obsessed enough as it is, often calling Jack and the girlz into the bathroom to “see what I’ve done!” The last things I need are latex surgical gloves and a digital camera.