Save Our Assholes!

6 years ago my mother was diagnosed with colon cancer and died 17 days later. She was 59 years old.

It’s become rather important to me to try to remove some of the shame from our assholes. Constipated? Fart too much? Can’t fart at all? Dull but persistant lower back pain? or migraines (specially if they make you sweat) – then pay attention to your shits, if you aren’t dropping them daily (at the very least!) and you eat like a normal person – all that shit packed up in there is probably where your pain is coming from.

Some folks think it’s vulgar. Why use THOSE words when other – less icky – words would work?

Because if talking about your asshole embarrasses you when it’s working relatively correctly, how on earth are you going to have the courage to articulate it when it stops working correctly?

Yes.

Save Our Assholes.

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And go get a colonoscopy, for chrissake. What are ya? Chicken?