If I still had a blog, I’d probably put this conversation on it… Under the entry: “Shit frequently”

Jason: All I can think of is Bob Vila.
Carol: The cokehead?
Jason: It’ll come to me at 6:38 this evening, when I’m on the toilet.
Jason: No, the home improvement guy.
Carol: Yeah, Bob Vila was a cokehead.
Jason: Oh.
Carol: My dad and I used to watch ‘This old house’ allll the time.
Jason: I have a great uncle whose nickname was Coke.
Jason: I wonder how he got that.
Carol: Delicious-ness?
Jason: He died of a heart attack while in the bathroom.
Jason: How Elvis.
Carol: How heavy was the colon?
Jason: Except I think he was in the shower, though.
Carol: Ah
Jason: I’d hate to die naked.
Carol: Well, I’d hate to have people find me naked
Jason: I think if I was naked in the shower, and I started having a heart attack… I would do my utmost to get some clothes on before I expired.
Jason: Like, that would seriously be the ONLY thing I was concerned with.
Carol: I wonder if we could replicate and record that.
Carol: Like a dramatic  reenactment
Carol you defecate when you die though.
Carol: So would you rather have that in your pants, or out?
Jason: Probably not if you just defecated.
Jason : So, the moral of the story: shit frequently. Just in case.
Carol: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH

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