“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?”