Poop

I must be very strange to find pleasure in poop conversation.

I once had a whole conversation about colonic over a dinner date and the date actually turned out to be one of the better dates that I had been on.

When I was still attending Mr. Asthanga's yoga classes, we would spend time after class having pleasant conversation about cow dung and the poop system. I still have a crush on Mr. Asthanga.

Last night, I had a funny conversation about how the toilet flushes with a Kiwi - whom I don't even know.

Hmm - I guess I am just comfortable talking about poop.