IBS and other explosive subjects

I have a number of friends and family members with IBS. It is no fun, and I feel for them. As long as they refer to it as "IBS," I'm cool, and can express my sympathy appropriately. It's when I hear the phrase, "Irritable Bowel Syndrome" that I get into trouble, because then my brain supplies a picture of a cartoonishly anthropomorphic lower intestine, looking grouchy and muttering to himself.

On a COMPLETELY UNRELATED note, I am never going to eat sugar-free York Peppermint Patties again.

2 comments:

Kimberly said...

Ummm. Or the new christmas-y junior mints. phew.

M. Robert Turnage said...

See, I don't like the IBS acronym. I prefer it when someone says, "I suffer from Poopy McPeepeepants."