My fiancé
and I went to a counselor to work on our communication issues. Using herself as
an example, the counselor crossed her legs and her arms and exhaled loudly. I
was about to say she was showing signs of frustration, but my fiancé beat me to
it, yelling, “I’ve got it! You’re constipated!”
Tracy Vance, Ocala, Florida
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