Empty Belly

I remember a time not so long ago when as a younger man I would take a number two. The greatest part of the inconvenience was that my belly would feel empty and I was quicker on my feet. I’m trying to figure out why the fact that I’m middle age prevents me from realizing the same sense of relief? I wonder how much crap is stuck in my gut that I’m always carrying a load? BS!

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