Hey, Sommer! I think you've got something there! Come to think of it, every time hubby says, "lets go for a walk," I have to poop. And if I don't go before we leave the house, we'll get as far as just a block down the street, when it'll hit me, and I have to run back home. One time, when we were about a mile away, the big "D" hit me and I barely made it back in time.
Yeah, you're right -- there's something about going for a walk that does it.
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