On the way to the zoo, Elise suddenly had to go poopy RIGHT NOW. So we pulled into Walgreens not knowing that you needed manager approval to use the restroom.
We're waiting in the back for the manager and she grabs a huge container of Miralax off the shelf and blurts out "Hey mommy! You like this medicine, don't you!?!" (huh?)
Then the manager opens the door to the back break room and she tells him "Wow. It sure is dirty back here. Why don't you clean it up?"
After all that she only had to fart.
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