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Rick could only have meaningful conversations while he was defecating – you know, taking a shit. I know weird, right? But not as weird as you might think. In fact a surprising number of people find intimacy on… But I digress.
So there was Rick taking a serious dump. And Rick’s wife, Sheryl, holding his hand. Their relationship had been rocky of late. The kids, listless sex, fights, silences. But these “talks” were like a fecal bridge, if you will, creating a safe place where they could meet as equals.
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“I’m sorry I’ve been unavailable.”
“I’m sorry I’ve nagged you about such stupid things.”
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“I know you need more intimacy.”
“I know you need your space.”
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“You know I still love you, no matter what.”
“Just like in the beginning.”
They kissed. Sheryl stroked Rick’s hair. Rick wiped his ass. Then he stood up and shouldered Sheryl out of the way.
“Move, cow, the game’s on.”
“At least you could flush, pig.”
Date Written: March 05, 2004
Author: scoop
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