Monday, August 28, 2006


Well I realize I've been a bit of a whinocerous as of late so here's a fun post in which you will learn something special:

Dr. Moo was in Hawaii recently with some of her vet school friends, one of whom is a woman who, like a friend of mine, can eat whatever she wants and remain skinny, partly because she gets diarrhea like 3 times a week. To me, the word diarrhea alone is inherently funny. When Dr. Moo and one of my cousins around her age was little, and we were staying as a giant extended Irish Catholic family crammed into a tiny beach house, she and the cousin, J, were using a big stick to poke through a sewer grate and stir this ooky light tan goo while singing:

Diarrhea, uh-uh, Diarrhea
Diarrhea, uh-uh, Diarrhea
Some people think it's gross
But it's good on toast

Ahem. Anyhoo, Moo's friend calls the big D number 3. And we all know what numbers one and two are.

Also while in Hawaii this same friend of Dr. Moo's passed gas by an old peron in a wheelchair because she could blame it on the old person and the old person could not get away. When she was accused of specifically targeting this poor senior, she said she was not, but hey wasn't it convenient that the person was there, and that as a rule when she needs to, um, toot, she tends to do so around the elderly.



Blogger nonsequitur said...

*sniggering* WHINEOCEROUS!!! I love it and shall now integrate it into my own vocabulary. Thanx :)

BTW... Dr. Moo's friend is delighfully sick. :)

8:50 PM, August 29, 2006


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