Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I didn't do the in-home enema.
But I damn sure wish I had now.
If anyone noticed, I haven't been online since thursday. Thursday night (well technically it was 1am, so it was Friday), I woke up like fucking screaming like a baby (I thought I WAS having a baby, it hurt so bad) and my friend drove me to the E.R. The bitch snitched that I hadn't taken the enema yet and that that was probably the problem, so they immediately administered an enema. Now, if any of you have had an emergency room enema, you'll understand how much worse it is than an in-home one. Long, hard-ass plastic tube shoved a mile up into your ass connected to a half-gallon bag of saline that gets squeezed until you shit onto yourself and the bed.
Needless to say, it hurt.
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Taken out of context, it's rather hilarious actually. I'm not a dude or into waters sports though... so, it being funny is about all I can pull off right now.