THE DEATH OF MOTO AND A LONG DAY ON THE SHITTER

I rang my sister one day not too long ago and I explained that I’d had an upset stomach for about a week. She said, “You’re probably constipated. Get some laxatives.” I’d never taken them before and I wasn’t sure that was the problem but she’s usually right, so I went and got some on my next trip to the supermarket. I got chocolate-flavoured laxatives; that seemed pretty neat.

I don’t know what was going on but I was pretty uncomfortable and we had a test day coming up with a total