(no subject)
So you see, Friday night I had a few drinks, and got hungry. So I put in the deep dish Digiorno, which takes 55 minutes to cook. I woke up at 4:30 a.m. and noticed that the oven was on, and remembered the pizza, which was burned to a crisp.
Notice also the Psyllium Husk canister on the kitchen counter. I take a teaspoon in fruit juice for a few days if I feel less than regular. These aren't really things that one likes to talk about, but some of my brethren may recognize the presence, and start rumors. I will go on record and say that I consider my occasional irregularity to be something to be proud of, because it means that I have lived long enough to get old people health problems.