My roommate, in her infinite wisdom, decided to share with me this morning two important morsels of life that I have somehow missed in my 25 years of living:
- Poop is life.
- The birds and the bees song is not about sex, but about poop
I’m already having a crappy day (pardon the pun.)
So when the song goes “Let’s do it…. let’s fall in love.” that’s really about falling in love with poop, then? ;)