Jello-sy Is Unbecoming

Seriously, nothing about a doctor-mandated cleanse is awesome. But my parents are :) 

(Overshare pending...but that's what blogs are for, right?)

 Note: I will never eat jello again. I have jello-induced PTSD (post traumatic shit disorder).

For the record, Stephen is still among the living. Barely...

Aw, but it's only 16 oz. No - it's 16 oz of fake-cherry-flavored Satan drink with the viscosity of snot.   

If only dad, if only. 

Also, there is NOTHING on TV at 2 am. Because who would want to be distracted after waking up in the middle of the night to drink a second 16 oz dose of puke drool only to have a serious 2-hour long come to Jesus meeting with the commode.  

Sorry guys, my filter does not exist. It's like I took Golytely for the inner monologue.