Brandon and I went to this place called "Color Me Mine" on Friday night. Yeah, we're probably the only people our age that spend our Friday nights painting pottery
for fun. But hey, we got to paint gnomes! Anyway, the only people left in the place when we got there were a few yuppy moms and a teenage couple. As we picked out our pottery and painted it, we got to hear some pretty interesting conversations out of the yuppy moms. You probably don't care about them talking about their Yoga class. Or the next school play or that great vacation they just returned from. Nope, neither did we. However, it was pretty funny to hear the following:

Yuppy Mom 1: My little Jeffrey hasn't had a bowel movement in 5 days now.
Yuppy Mom 2: Oh! I know just how that is. My daughter went a whole week before she went!
Yuppy Mom 3: It's so funny! I mean, you want to encourage them to go poopy, but then it's absolutely toxic when they do!
Yuppy Mom 1: Tell me about it! I'm in there saying, "Good job, Jeffrey! Way to go!" but on the inside I am positively gagging. Oh, mercy! Ha-ha!

I pity their children.