Boggers and Floggers alike,
Perhaps for the final time, before we depart, we would like to impart on you, the art of the fart, as we hold it close, and dear to our heart. So without further ado, we bring you our first P.M.S (a Pretty Meaningful Session) and introduce you to a brand stinking new section of our blog; in this edition, a place to discuss all things to do with the bog.
We all, yes, that includes you - hold a certain soft spot for the toilet. It bears witness to, and marks many of life’s 1st’s –these moments are equally memorable achievements, as they are memories we’d rather forget :p It validates you as a competent and civilised human being from our first successful use of the toilet while toilet training, and compromises our dignity with our first morning after a big night – over the years, the toilet has been there for us in more ways than we care to acknowledge. From drunken conversations with randoms, to personal moments with a friend, a refuge for the Meangirls who eat their lunches in the cubicle, the toilet really is an integral part of our lives. We visit it every day without fail, it never complains, it’s always happy to accept our deposits – so really, if people dropped their kids off in your pool every day, and you got sat on by several different backsides, great and small, in our opinion, you’re worth a mention.
Our bowel movements are very important to us, and after close observation, we have noted that they are rather attached to our emotions. We are very open about body function, in fact poos, flatulence and toilet talk are a frequent and amusing topics we often discuss in depth. It then occurred to us that toilet use while travelling could be an adventure in itself, and therefore we couldn’t help but dedicate an entire entry to the subject – hence “Tale of the Travelling Turds”. So watch this space, as it will gradually get filled with random, hilarious encounters in overseas lavatory facilities.
We have a few concerns, and we’d like to share them with you. Everyone likes their own toilet, it’s no secret. What if overseas toilet paper is too scratchy? Frankly we proffer Kleenex. If we have to start wiping with leaves, we will be sure to select the softest option available to us, and make recommendations to you all, should you ever be in a paperless situation.
Stay tuned for the trials and tribulations of the Travelling Turds. Rice bubbles snap crackle and pop, but we splish, splash, plop.
So until next time, Ploppers,
Say hi to your dad for us,
Love Ela & Kate xx
Thursday, May 6, 2010
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