This is a disgusting violation of friendship and a woman’s right to bodily privacy.
Aw, thank you for the love, fellow little animal!
I was racking my brain for my best poop stories and I totally forgot about this one. HOW COULD I FORGET THIS GEM?!
Yessss!!! xoxoxo
Innocuous fact: My grandma kept a baggie full of drinking straws, napkins and supermarket produce bags in the glovebox of my grandpa’s Oldsmobile for kiddo soda drinking occasions and such (bag was for trash, natch).