Hahaha, the diapers and beer thing makes sense. I'd want to knock one back to relax after wading through shit too. Frankly I'd rather not wade through shit at all. Train the little fucker to use a potty and flush it down. Every time he (or she, I'm an equal opportunity hardass these days) fails, he gets the Roman Army treatment. Lowered Rations.
Oh, and hi guys. Sorry I've been missing in action, but after the messaging utility here was cancelled, I've basically started losing touch of everyone (who's still on.)
Just too much stuff to do, and never as much time as I'd like. I spend my time pondering eeerie coincidences.
(For example, fired up a soundtrack from a game. Then I had a hunch to go check on the prices for some items for my business, printed materials. And the name on the printed material samples was the same as the name of the main character from that game. WTF?! I don't need the diapers, but I might hit Wally World to grab a few beers, does anyone need to cover that spot?)