The Nervous Poo

How lady like am I to put my first genuine post up on the topic of poo?

I wanted to get it out there - more people suffer than you think!!

 

So you're getting ready for a night out...your hairs done, make ups done, fake tan is drying and you've eaten something stodgy to soak up the ridiculous amounts of alcohol you're going to consume later. Then someone suggests booking the cab to pick you up in about half an hour so you have enough time to pre-drink and BOOM - the nervous poo arrives. Not only does this nervous little man make you feel like he won't arrive until you're at your friends house but he also makes you feel like you're the only one that suffers!

 

Sound familiar? Told you.

So remember, next time you're getting ready and the nervous poo decides to make his routine visit, don't be alarmed - there are plenty of girls, sitting in their new dress and perfectly curled hair pooing their excitement of the night ahead away.

 

And after all, if he decides to hang around for a while, the friend-drying-their-hands-for-an-extensive-amount-of-time trick always works, x

Ps men, this why women go to the toilet in twos or more.