On the first day the Shamrock Shakes come out every year, I'm off to the Mickey D 's. I'll get the biggest one of those they'll give me, and a twenty piece of Chicky Nugs with a crapload of sweet n' sour sauce. I eat and drink that tasty repast top speed, then head to their bathrooms. Before the festivities commence, I like say to the porcelain throne "Scream all you want ain't no one gonna care!". Then I head home, leaving an EPA Superfund cleanup site in my wake, and nap for twelve hours. Usually that'll be the last time I'll need to poop for a week.
