I vote Secret Option C: (or D, technically) A good, heaving vomit when you're hung over. Sure, it hurts like hell when it's coming out, but when you've finished barfing up your guts, you start to feel human again. It's a special feeling. Edited to add, off-topic: A-Train -- I think that your silly "ban" (or self-exile?) from the GARM should end when the Rockets are officially eliminated from the playoffs. You deserve a chance to gloat.
You gotta meet somewhere in the middle of this: and this: I don't beleive I've ever had a one wipe poo but I definately don't take a shower. lol This world takes all kinds.
Big dump, no question. I took one the other day that filled me with a great sense of fatherly pride. I didn't know if I should flush it or give it a christian name. I finally flushed it...but not without regret.
That was LAST season I did that. I actually said I'd stop posting all together, but I just couldn't stay away from this place. I think that not posting in GARM is a good compromise I'm actually glad that I don't post there any more, though. That place is WAY too stressful during the season, especially when the Rockets are playing poorly. It's been really therapeutic not posting in GARM, though I do read that forum. Trust me, you wouldn't want me posting in GARM. I have clutchfans bipolar disorder, and you never know when I'm going to go off.
a dump is more satisfying right at the getgo, when you're running to the bathroom, once you start, it immediately becomes gratifying. A piss on the other hand you kinda have to wait a bit longer. so I'm going with dump.
Fart? YES!!! Shart? NO!!! Gotta go with the combo. First a good fart, then the long pee, followed by the lumber yard. Pure harmony, when all goes well. Now all I need is a dimmer switch.
On the dump issue, it depends on the location. If I'm in some trashed out rest stop toilet, it's not enjoyable. At the office, could be depending on how many other guys you have to listen to during the event. At home? Now you're talking... lock the door, pull out the reading material and devote yourself completely to the task. I get a hearty "Job well done" feeling when I exit and hear my wife say "You DID turn on that fan, right?"
