Ah, when in work and out of earshot the standard signals to colleagues are holding an imaginary cock to show your going for a pìss. And pinching your nose and pulling an imaginary chain for a shìt. And theres not many chain pull shìtters left these days
I didn't learn much about chemistry at school, but it seemed to me that if you mix substances together, especially if adding acids and liquids, they combine and you get reactions and new substances etc. So, if our bodies have acids and alkalis, iron and calcium and loads of other minerals, vitamins and countless hormones and stuff, how do they stay apart rather than we just disintegrate into a gooey mess ?
What does your dog think you're doing with its **** that you pick up from the garden? Do they think 'WTF are you doing dude' or 'Ah, a fine choice to add to your collection sir'.
Me and mrs think this all the time, Lily actually looks at us as if to say what the f uck are you doing.
As far as I know to the dog's way of thinking their **** smells amazing so I wonder if they assume we're taking them all to our secret stash to be enjoyed at a later date.
