“I got a fat
load of IBS in me.”
“You have IBS too?”
“Yea, Introverted bibliophile syndrome?”
“Yea! But I have Itchy Bedussy Syndrome.”
“You should get that checked out…”
“Nah, I
don’t really notice it anymore but my husband did say ‘You’re bedussy stank’ so
maybe it’s a cause for concern?”