I love my husband. I feel the need to say that before I say *anything* else about him in this post. *grin* So, lets make it very, very clear that I love the man that I live with - got it?! K, good.
Now on to the story...
Last week Paul told me he'd bought me a present and it was in the fridge. I opened up the fridge and there sat a bottle of Aloe Vera Juice. I almost peed my pants from laughing... Paul has a history with Aloe Vera Juice that isn't very 'pretty.' I had never tried it before, and he's always told me he'd get me some so I can try it. Last week was my chance to try it, and it was actually quite yummy.
Anyways... Paul's "history." Several years ago he was in Korea and drank a liter of Aloe Vera juice. At one time. Aloe Vera is a digestive aide. Basically it acts as a laxative. See where this story is going??
(Again, Paul - I love you! I am so not making fun of you here!)
So he drank this one evening, and nothing happened. The next morning he headed out for a tour of the DMZ (the de-militarized zone between North and South Korea.) It had a mandatory dress code of dress slacks and button up shirt - a rather formal tour.
The tour also involved a long bus ride. A long bus ride with no toilet.
Somewhere on the long bus ride the Aloe Vera Juice side effects kicked in full force.
Paul actually made a conscious choice to poop his pants while sitting on the tour bus. Minutes later the bus made a stop - for a bathroom break.
I don't feel like I can do this story justice - Paul has promised if I stop butchering the story that he will give his version (which would actually be the correct version, since he was the one there:) if I will stop telling my version of the story.
So stay tuned for the continuation of this story from Paul =)
Saturday Post -- 12/01/18
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