All I know is that if I ever did meet C_L in person, I'd be happy to talk about poop. Half to make her comfortable, half to enjoy the weirded out look everyone else would give us. I find things that destroy the implied and subconsciously accepted framing of our culture's meta conversation (a.k.a breaching experiments/'Garfinkel-ing') to be funny.
"Why is that stunning woman talking to that chubby disabled guy about their pooping habits? And in public? And is that my brain overheating?"
"Why is that stunning woman talking to that chubby disabled guy about their pooping habits? And in public? And is that my brain overheating?"
"I was thirsty for everything, but blood wasn't my style" - Live, "Voodoo Lady"
