Zero Hour - It's on!!!

So I officially started my cleanse this morning. I was expecting the Colonix powder to be much nastier than it turned out to be. Don't get me wrong, I don't think that the beverage industry has to worry about Losing sales based on taste. Outside of my 'need to clean' I don't think I'd be sippin Colonix Smoothies, but again, I expected much much worse. This was no where in the 'Fear Factor' range that some people describe some fiber prodcuts as being.

I should explain that Capt. ColoRooter and I work in a large office environment. He is a manager, and I am a manger with no direct reports (but that's naother story). As Rooter has indicated, he's got a big phobia realted to "the work do-do." I, to a lesser degree, worry about becoming known as 'the guy who ruined the 10th floor restroom.' Like Rooter, I suspect I'll often drop a sneek attack on floors where I'm not known, so as to maintain my stealth. It was a funny scene in Rooter's office this morning as I dropped off his product, gave him a briefing, and watched him choke down his first batch of crap enhancer. We were whispering and laughing like school girls, trying to decide whether he should take his drink with him to his meeting (which he was late for) or if he should gulp it down ahead of the 15 minute wait time after taking the paranil. As it turned out, we laughed it up long enough for the 15 minutes to pass.

So, even as we speak, parasites are saying their last goodbys to family and friends. Our fiber is tracking towards its destination, ready to expand, scrape, and cleanse the years of abuse.

I'll keep you posted as I eagerly await my first big cleansing 'prize.'

Crapper Out...