DS9 Document EFTA00904639

From= To: JE Jail [email protected]> Subject: real thank you Date: Thu. 17 Feb 2011 00:00:30 +0000 1 sat on the throne, I tried to squat. But my insides - tied in a knot. Turtles move at a faster pace, Harvey would surely win this race. I pushed and squeezed and shook my ass, hoping that this too shall pass. What came out, I'm ashamed to say, Was not solid on this day. Few blasts of wind, explosive sound. That's how stingy is my behind. Resisting my every measure, still guarding it's precious treasure. Although I favor those of your kind, only one question now comes to mind. Despite the risk of sounding foolish, I ask could my ass be Jewish? Digestive tea I started sipping, My bloat kept growing, seams started ripping. Tempted by ex-lax, I tried to play fair. My pants were now beyond repair. You came to the rescue once again. Introducing Muffin - Muffin Bran. Wrinkly moist raisins, walnuts and fax seeds ready to satisfy all my ex-lax needs. I poured my coffee, devoured the bran, EFTA00904639 Soon one of those' would hit the fan. One last time I puckered my tush and put forth one enormous push. The toilet's now clogged, failing to flush. Seeing the size of it makes me blush. If anybody asks Ill say it was the dog. Even though Bailie is smaller than this log. Today my bowels bow in gratitude as they enjoy their newfound solitude. No words can express my elation, now that El free of constipation. ....thank you for my muffin. EFTA00904640