Stuff I Can’t Share
There’s a lot of stuff that happens in this house that I’m not permitted to share because Chris says that nobody wants to know that. He says nobody wants to know about the boogers on your face, but I think you do. If it’s funny, right?
It falls along the lines of TMI, but I think it’s hilarious. But because he is a much more private person than I am about these things, I won’t share them.
His mom calls this “mystique”. She tells him that you’ve got to keep the mystique! Don’t let anybody know you fart. Even your SO. But everybody farts! And sometimes when you do, it’s so bad that people wonder if a biological warfare has been waged. And sometimes it’s so bad it’s funny and I think it’s worth sharing. But Chris says nobody wants to know that!
I think JJ calls it “sparkle points”. Like every time you say something gross, you lose sparkle points like you lose stars in kindergarten.
I like to share them because it gives you little snippets of my life. Like you could have been there. But maybe you don’t need to be there for all that happens. What do you think?
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