Pick your poison. Like literally. That’s toxins leaving your body people. See, we educate around here too.
I’m not sure if Walmart sells Life Alert, but I’m concerned about how this lady fell and can’t get up. My guess? With those sweet sweatpants, I’d bank on a bottle of vodka. What’s your guess?
What the hell you still shopping for? You can’t even mistake that for a tiny shart you ignored. Girl that’s a full on blow out. It looks more like your brown paints got white stains on them than the other way around! Go home.
Forget how they depicted it in Forrest Gump. That was the PG version of how “Shit Happens” really got started.