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W. First question. Dear Cab, I'll try to be short and sweet. I've been with my husband for four years now and during the dating stages, I noticed skid marks in his draws a few times and hesitantly mentioned it. I've always been a direct person, so I gently told him that it's unacceptable for a grown man who's not early or sick to have do-do boxers. So he discussed proper hydrant to see if we're on the same page. It got better without further incident after he incorporated wipes as well as wiped till the toilet paper is white method.

Fast forward years later till this past August while I was doing laundry.

I discovered the biggest amount of poop in his drawers that you can imagine without it being a full on do-do-on-yourself situation.

We had a seafood boil the day before and there there was a whole entire kernel, corn kernel in it.

It was like an actual turd that had flattened from him sitting all day.

The laundry basket smelled terrible and I became so turned off and unattracted to him.

His unhygienic behavior seemed so childish.

I feel like he should wear Superman briefs because I remember elementary age children

coming home from school like that.

My romantic feelings never returned and I don't think they ever will.

I get nauseous when he tries to initiate intimacy and I feel offended that he's okay with it.

I want to end my marriage and my heart is heavy.

Please help.

Thanks. Who among us ain't got doo-do in our draws? Adults. Adults are the ones among us that don't have do-do in

our draw. That's got to be a tough situation. That's got to be a sticky, stinky situation.

How do you tell a grown man, hey, listen, you want to wipe until the toilet paper is white?

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