Inspired by another toot:

We're in the middle of a plague. We're going to have -- and maybe need -- daily reminders that we are made of icky goopy stuff that does creepy things.

So I'm declaring this an extreme biological TMI confessional thread. Got a part of your body that always inexplicably smells like root beer? Got that THING on your butt that oozes? Love the sensation of picking a certain unidentified form of plantlife out from under your toenails?

Here's the place to tell us about it. DO NOT PROCEED unless you can offer 100% amnesty and non-judgment. You know damn well that when nobody is looking, you're just as gross.

Last warning.

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I'll start. I've got a big nasty ingrown hair on my back that's been there for two months and won't go away. My doctor's still debating if she's gonna drain it, hack it out, or put me on antibiotics.

Also, Peg and I have largely subsisted on red beans and rice for the last week, and my poots have been smelling EXACTLY like Creole Spice Blend. I... I actually kinda like it. n_____n;;;;

Also, ever since I found out my hypertension's in remission, I've taken to drinking shot-glasses of soy sauce and eating anchovy paste straight from the squeezetube.