So. It was an interesting day.
Today, in her Microbiology class, L was asked to donate a stool sample for their lab tomorrow morning. Right before said class, L went to the bathroom and is therefore unable to provide the sample. And so the search began.
A search for poop. K began calling everyone she knew looking for infant poop, youthful poop, elderly poop - anything. One guy was perfectly willing to give a sample... of man juice. His reaction when he discovered it was meant to be a stool sample? "Hell no! That's f'ing gross!"
Boys. *Sigh* Eventually, through a series of events that I was absent for, it was decided that L's brother would provide the sample in need.
Moving on from this, all five of us then had a conversation, initiated by K, centering about what we think about when we poop. And the ridiculousness of the night continued to grow.
I wish I had more interesting things to share...but unfortunately, we were all so tired that none of us can quite remember the rest of the night.
Have a joyous night, readers!
~M
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