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Meet me in the bathroom...
Because apparently lying on the floor and dying in a work meeting is "unprofessional".
They know your name, order, and favorite color at this point.
You have to choose between being tired and cranky, or being awake but running to the toilet every five minutes.
You genuinely considered ordering a bidet in the worst case scenario.
Bonus points if you keep a note of the toilet codes for your local Pret branches. Just me? Okay.
Because no one wants to eat your crappy FODMAP meals with you.
It's great that this £80/month supplement subscription worked for you, Susan, but I'll just stick to my good old Immodium.
Desperate times call for desperate measures — whether that's hypnotherapy, herbal remedies, or your 50th doctor's appointment that month.
Shout out to my digestive system for being louder than a motorway whenever I'm in a quiet room.
They don't know how lucky they are.