Molly and I shared the following conversation while exchanging our weekend plans earlier today.
Molly: My boyfriend claims that he can only poop in his toilet, my toilet, his parents' toilet and the toilet at his law firm. Is that strange?
Me: Not at all. I, too, am a selective pooper.
Molly: Really? I can poop anywhere. Actually, I prefer it not be at home so I can just walk away from the stink.
Me: Do you mind if I share that on my web log?
Molly: Nope, but only because it's the truth.
Molly: This is why my boyfriend hates me.