Extra Sensory Poo

I don’t believe in the occult: Ghosts, destiny, the holocaust, Ouija boards, human equality, telekinesis, dyslexia, horoscopes, democracy, poltergeists, chiropractors or any of that other mystical bullshit. But, I think my crap is trying to tell me something. I pooped an arrow. Not to get all high and mighty, Ace of Base on you; but […]

For people who get paid to finger asses all day, proctologists sure get all high and mighty when you tell them there's fiver in it for them if at the end of the rectal exam they massage your prostate and give you a happy ending.