Wednesday, December 15, 2010

 

The Pooparazzi.

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(1932 - Barbara Streisand on LKL! - Sip. Working on beer #11.)
Butt lastly - and I have building up to this - 'they' apparently take great pleasure in my 'poops,' tapping, for example, at about the time the toilet paper contacts my poopy butthole. Pooptime has always been a favorite with my 'observers.' Clearly, they absolutely love my poop and/or my poop-related activities. Strange. Unusual. Very unusual. Can there actually be a psychological category of 'poop stalkers?' I doubt it, butt I am not exactly a specialist in poo poo observation. (I have never observed another person pooping in any kind of detail).
Butt since there is an obvious interest in my excretory functions which is clearly connected with the 'stalking scenerio,' I thought about it during the week. And you will be very pleased (tap) to know that as a result of those cogitations I will now define an entirely new psychological category: Pooparazzi: individuals who are very interested in the excretory habits of 'celebrities.'
Hopefully I am not a 'celebrity' butt if I am I can deal with it.
12 beers gone. Working on Diet Pepsi and Canadian Mist. Sip.
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