Thought about pooping from last weekend before I got ice cream yesterday. Still did it. Cold Stone Creamery goes down the mouth so well. It's just that is also goes out, you know, down there not so well.
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Monday, May 24, 2021
Need to note that this is the second consecutive weekend I ate Cold Stone Creamery, and it's the second straight weekend where I was shittin' my brains out. Sure, there were other things I ate that probably contributed to that; yesterday I ate a Heggie's pizza while watching the EPL before having Cold Stone in the afternoon. But I think my lactose intolerance made an outsized contribution, too.
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stuff I notice,
television
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