Ha, I assure you that the only things Lala and I have in common are a couple similar looking internal organs.

Try it and I swear you will not regret it.

Same thing with my brother after emergency gallbladder surgery at 19. He’d had pain for months and the doctors at his college kept saying “if you were a 50 year old woman, we’d be worried about your gallbladder.” By the time he got home and my mom took him to an internist and his diseased gallbladder was removed, it…

Just do a careful slow watch the boot one but still yell “PERFECT 10!” as loud as you can.

Hahaha, this story raises your dad’s level of parental awesomeness. You’re a lucky kid.:)

You will not be sorry.

Good point. I do it pretty fast and hard because that’s what those awesome gymnasts do but I’ve been doing it a while so I probably know my limits. Try it gently at first until you know your own back limits but yell (or whisper yell if you’re in a crowd and self conscious) “PERFECT 10!” as loud as you can every single…

No, don’t go, a good evacuation of the bowels should be celebrated.

That is such a sweet dad and child story. Additionally, any middle schooler using the word “dagnabbit” had to be the fucking bomb.

I think I will incorporate that watery move into my I Love Me routine. Try the gymnast dismount “PERFECT 10!” next time you stand up. Throw those arms up high, arch that back like Simone, shout out your perfection. Don’t hold back. You won’t ever stop!

I love you too, violentglitterorgy3.

I’m feeling a consensus growing on this thread about celebrating toilet times like you just won the Super Bowel. I will consider this.

Ha! Now I’m kind of worried about your fiber intake.

Is it weird that almost every time I stand up anywhere, I throw my arms up and arch my back like a gymnast on a dismount and whisper, say, or yell (depending who’s in the room)“PERFECT 10!”? Getting off the couch, desk chair, a bar stool, out of the car, I guess with the exception of the toilet (that would be really…

Hey Brian.

I think this guy is my neighbor who home schools his poor weirdo daughter (made weird by him) and can’t keep a job because he thinks he’s funny and off beat and super smart but really is so annoying and dumb every one flees indoors when they see him. I have seen him pester strangers in the grocery store checkout line…

Bless you, Drugstore Glasses. You’re doing god’s work.

I can’t post pics or I’d put up the one when Justin “rocked” the frosted uncooked ramen noodle look (as a genius commenter pointed out elsewhere). That hair was murdered. ETA: AimeePond credited for “Top Ramen” comparison.

My guess is too much long term inhalation of hair products.

Miss. Them. So. Much. Every. Single. Day.