

I ate shit.
As a kid I was at my friends house. Parents were not around. He, for a reason I don’t remember, took a shit in the living room and he was like “Look I took a shit on the floor!” and we had a laugh about it. And then, for a reason I don’t remember, he dared me to eat a piece of it. And I did. Not much to say about it, it was horrible. Maybe this is why my immune system is so good.
Definitely. It was preschool time.