Forget pissing your drawers; when it comes to the super-funny stuff, Brother offers a very simple reply:
I shat.
If I send him a text he finds worthy of his laughter, it’s the highest form of approval he can muster. “I’m shitting” is another one. To hear him speak of soiling himself is, really, the ultimate compliment he can bestow.
I had to provide that little intro, because leading off with “I read this and lost control of my bowels” is a little random, even for this site.
First, go read this. Now.
Second, I dare you to not read any more from this site (warning: it’s a royal – yet worthwhile- time-suck). But start with the link I gave you. I COULD NOT HAVE SAID IT ANY FUCKING BETTER MYSELF. Hoe-lee hell.
Third, there is no third.
You’re welcome.
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