Aaah...back in the day where I used to sit at Hallmark, me and my best Softee buddy Steph would all take turns at the microwave heating our oats (preferably steel cut) like hobos huddled around a fiery trash can, heating our impaled scraps up on a cold winter night. Those were the days! I've since re-located to a new dept. but I still have my oatmeal in the morn'. Alone..sniff sniff. Miss ya Steph :) A friend at work was admiring a poo sign I doodled near my "oatmeal Station" in my cube. She requested I make one for her and because she is such a doll, of course I obliged. I kinda think "Fiber!!! YAY! has a ring to it.
