The other night I had a dream that I was taking Pink Dog’s colonic stuff. I kept drinking it and drinking it, but nothing was happening. Then I was afraid that something would happen and it would happen at work. I can’t poop at work! It was an incredibly horrifying dream. I woke up all sweaty and winded. It gives me shivers just thinking about it.







Oh, I’m so sorry! Poop is invading your dreams. There are some single-person restrooms in one of the older buildings on my campus. When the need strikes at work, it’s worth it to trek all the way across campus to spend my time there. Otherwise, no way am I going #2 at work. NO WAY.