Or was away from the comforts of home and computer.
But, in point of fact, I was both away
and leaping gleefully off the colonblow train. My apologies to Happy et al, if my having taken the time to post all of this for the FFA's entertainment chafed you in some bizarre way. Why some posters' words need to be taken as an affront to your manhood in some way is a puzzle I'll never quite get. Not that I'm going to spend a ton of time contemplating this.
To the point...
Day 4, 8:15 PM
The experiment is at an end. Felled at last by little more than an invitation to dinner at my sister's house. After a handful of days weighing the benefits of solid food versus the amusement potential of another trip to the loo, lasagna won out in the end.
As I said at the outset, this whole business was undertaken on little more than a lark, and if my reverence for the project was not equal to Mr Nasty's, he too has my apologies -- and my respect. I simply don't believe it's in me to cleanse for more than a few days at a time. I'm quite sure in the end that robbed me of any chance to experience whatever cleansing benefits that may have been there to be had. Oh well.
Here's the final report on what 4 days (as opposed to the prescribed 10 or more) will achieve for you:
1) You will crave virtually ANYTHING resembling solid food. A cheeseburger, gum, your own tongue -- anything. By the end, I'd have eaten a turd, had I been able to muster one.
2) You will experience noisy, but ultimately unsatisfying trips to the bathroom.
3) You will not necessarily feel renewed and rejuvenated, but your first cup of coffee thereafter will hit you like a truckload of crack.
4) It's just about worth it simply for the orgasmic experience of that first post-semi-cleansing bite of lasagna.
Lastly, all of you who were rooting for me to make it the Full Ten, either for the benefit of my colon, or for your own edification/amusement...um...look over there! <runs away>