My mother was also a doctor and one time when I was perhaps 8 or 9 years old she supervised my sisters and me in the dissection of mouse. What I remember most vividly of the mouse’s innards was an amazingly long string of little droppings. It was like the mouse possessed a well-functioning dropping factory with the assembly line product just waiting to go public.

About three days ago I produced what I believe to the longest unbroken bowel movement of my life – a personal record. Just thought you should know.