Alright, alright, alright, what would you rather do go on the worst date of all time or go on the best date of all time? But you have explosive diarrhea Oh shit! Literally tell me, what's up?
Am I just retarded you're late I don't get the question I've listen to the shit late eight times I just do not get the fucking question like what do you like what I don't understand where
Baby, nobody has to call you anything. All you have to do is open your mouth, and we already know that your daddy sucked your sister dick. We already know how your family get down, by the way you talk.
Yeah except for if you have the worst date you won't have explosive diarrhea. Obviously I'm having the worst day because I'm not bad at having explosive diarrhea. Like if I'm having the best day and I have explosive diarrhea it's gonna be bad anyways. He's just running out of time.
I think that a lot of people's minds are just too small, and they're too insecure to even imagine this as being possible. They can't think of any scenario in which this could happen. none at all.
Let me help. What if through this horrifically embarrassing experience, you discover how loving, patient, and kind this man is? What if you discover that he's not the one who's making you feel embarrassed? He's making you feel better.
What if, through this humiliating experience, you discover that this man is husband material? Don't you want to be married to someone you can have explosive diarrhea around? and he makes it better, or at least it's not terrible, it's not as bad as it could be.
Now, to be fair, I have been exposed to this through an episode of a show called Mystery diagnosis in which a woman met her husband in exactly this way.
Yeah, I'll say that pretty much any date would be the best date with that person if they're able to overcome you running back and forth from the bathroom like 20 times in a row.
Okay, definitely the worst day ever, because if you have the best day ever and you shit your pants, like, there's no reversing that. but the worst day ever, you can always just try again, go on another date, and then like, it has to be better than that one. You know what I'm saying?
He never said what happens on the worst day so on the worst day you could also possibly shit your pants too. So what would you pick? A good day where you shit your pants or a very bad day where you shit your pants? You shake your pants regardless.