Er, without asking for too many details (please, please, not too many details!), everything okay?

What makes you think any of that is true?

Apparently because my sincere and caring nature and genuine concern makes me hopelessly naive and easily suckered?

3: Don't set him up, Di; he'll Ogged us.

4: Don't worry, even if I wanted to set him up, I don't know any bass playing lifeguards who would be willing to go out with him.

(Er, I feel sort of compelled to add that I know that's not what you meant by "set him up." See, I was making a funny. Or trying to. Really, I'm not totally dumb!)

Ben's had a long day; he's all pooped out.

I am delighted to be still at work, blissfully unaware of what below the fold lies.

It's totally true. Ben's butt is broken.

I think Ms. Bear was referring to the con game, actually.

6: shit.

You've been great ladies and germs. Try the chocolate pudding.

Ben's butt is broken.

Has he sprung a leak?

They've been terrible ladies and germs. Better ladies and germs I could get at the corner store.

I wonder if ben refers to each of his buttcheeks as "bun w-lfs-n".

Be careful. When they say In like you-know-who, you should consider what is going into what. OTOH, Labs has some advice I'm sure.

13: And how.

Has he sprung a leak?

And no golden Dutch boys to be found.

Ben's butt is broken.

It has a big crack in it.

"Read more?" Ha ha! No.

This seems the appropriate thread for the amazing holes I found on the internet. The section on Glory Holes (no! not that kind! a different, SFW, kind!) is particularly nice.

11: Nah. My butt's just fine, thanks.

It has a big crack in it.

He should get that caulked up.

Can a modern day Evacuation Artist achieve the level of success reached by Le Pétomane? Stay tuned to this blog.

Fruuuuuuustraaated wolfsoooooooooooooooooooon

Can a modern day Evacuation Artist achieve the level of success reached by Le Pétomane?

Mr. Methane has certainly never been able to reach those wind-swept heights. But I guess there's always someone younger and hungrier.

This is really kind of fascinating.

Ben's butt is broken.

Take my butt ... please.

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I was in the emergency room waiting area this week, and found the most excruciating thing to be CNN's Situation Room. Other waiting areas I've experienced lately, such as the Cook County Jury waiting area, make allowance for those who do and those who do not want to have a tv blaring at them. But not this hospital, and you can't very well go someplace else, when you're waiting to be called.

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What about if we didn't use the pause/play before comment 50 or 75? With this post and subsequent thread, we haven't yet reached the end.

so i was to offer my condolences and wish the negative test, stool samples are to diagnose either blood (cancer or ulcer) or helmints iirc
so it's untrue then, good
and it's strange to give a stool sample first
before blood work or urine samples, why don't you go and see a MD?

. . . the end! As in Ben W-lfs-n's rear end!

30: 'smasher, ben's butt contains multitudes. It seems arbitrary to try to place any upper limit on its permutations.

30: So we're still only waist deep in the Big Muddy and the big fool Armsmasher says push on?

30: I think the point of the pause/play thing is "hey, not threadjacking, just saying." And anyway, if ever there was a thread in which we should all have absolute liberty to talk out of our asses, this would seem to be it...

I didn't mean that specifically about this thread (or IDP's use). But the pause/play feature, eh, it's getting a lot of play lately (not unlike ben's butt), and in general there are more bleg-style posts and I don't like being noticed as a commenter.

t's strange to give a stool sample first before blood work or urine samples

Depends on the complaint, no? Like if he's seeing lots of moving white threads in the toilet bowl and he's scratching his ass raw, for example.

But did you really think we could get 75 -- or even 50 -- comments out of Ben's ass? Heebie's perhaps, but Ben's?

"Life is like a sewer... what you get out of it depends on what you put into it." -- Tom Lehrer

(Jokes left as an exercise for the reader.)

Alligators?

in general there are more bleg-style posts and I don't like being noticed as a commenter

I don't get this -- what does one have to do with the other?

Maybe nothing.

It's quiet around here tonight. Too quiet...

37 sure, still i'd feel more comfortable to have the patient's blood works, urine and biochemistry profile done to look at the whole picture and rule out some extremes, like cancer, ulcer, helmints :)
well, good night and be well, all

Hey, I come here for the conversation. To me, those pause/play things are a little interruptive, particularly early in a thread. The open threads bother me for a related reason. I guess I'm less interested in reading what commenters have to say in response to a prompt, or apropos of nothing, than in what the posters have to say.

Boy, are you on the wrong blog.

ben, I'm guessing this is a follow-up test and I'm hoping everything's okay.

I guess I'm less interested in reading what commenters have to say in response to a prompt, or apropos of nothing, than in what the posters have to say.

So why do you read the comments at all?

I read all the comments, except the ones to posts that ask specifically for an answer ("What's everyone's favorite x?"), of which there have been a lot lately.

Why are you trying to break the blog, 'smasher?

Ben's butt was already broken?

See, I kind of want to whine about how I hard I am trying to stay up long enough for Rory's plane to land , in hopes that she will actually call when they get there. But I can't even arguably connect that to Ben's butt, so it's definitely apropos of nothing. But nobody is commenting tonight, totally undermining my plans for distracting myself from my loneliness and anxiety.

Please, people. Comment. Even details about Ben's stool are okay at this point. Another half hour, tops!

I noticed that when eating raw green peas/pea pods they taste kind of like peanuts when they are dry. This has a tenuous but real connection to poop.

For, you, Di, I'll do it. Know who's really an ass? The Attorney General.

I guess I'm less interested in reading what commenters have to say in response to a prompt, or apropos of nothing, than in what the posters have to say

I thought the idea was to comment with such ferocity that it drove the posters into hiatus. I'm confused now. Crap.

53: Excellent -- say more!

I'm confused now. Crap.

Way to tie it in with the on topic interjection, Stanley!

(I'm not poking at you 'Smasher. Just commenting inanely until intelligent conversation takes over.)

The blog can't try to be something it's not. And what it's not is a blog with any posters in common from three years ago. Except Fontana Lab.s

I thought the idea was to comment with such ferocity that it drove the posters into hiatus.

You have to get us going with posts on volleyball players' asses, Stanley. Ben's almost there.

I'm trying to think of a good, or even mediocre joke about a Rear Admiral.

I got nuthin.

59: Surely something involving a poop deck would suffice, yeah?

58: oddly enough, exactly three years and two days ago...

(I had clicked on that week's archive to confirm who the posters were back then)

61: I was trying to decide if I was already reading back then...

How we doing Di? I'm not holding up my end, I know. First the rear Admiral thing sent me off to look if anyone ever wrote anything about Buzby taking a very motley looking group of comedians into a prison so secret people with clearances aren't allowed in, then Peter's link got me wandering down memory lane -- not with the volleyball players, but the two posts below about the Roberts nomination.

And now my laundry needs to be folded.

Eh. The eagle landed a good 20 minutes ago. The phone is not ringing. I suspect I am not getting that promised "as soon as we land" call. Rory's probably a zombie anyway, but if she did call, I didn't want to miss it because I was asleep.

We watched that Natalie Portman Scarlett Johannson movie tonight. Interesting take. I almost never like Portman, so it's pretty natural to see her playing someone unlikable. I wonder, though, if mine's a general reaction, or if she thought she was playing against type.

Thanks for the effort, Napster. Over half an hour. They are not going to call. I am going to sleep.

OK, me too. Night.

Asshat.

That's an awful harsh thing to say to Di just for nodding off.

This post is in comprehensible english. Where's W-lfs-n and what have you done with him?