This Fletchers Castoria ad from 1941 is priceless. And as someone who spends his days working with bound up grumps like Mary I was reassured to know that horrific constipation is not a me-generation problem born of chicken fingers and Gold Fish. ”Laxative tantrums,” however, are new to me. I seem to have pretty good luck with Miralax and Kristalose in my office. Your mileage (or tantrums) may vary.
When Constipation Goes Bad
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Classic! Love the facial expressions!
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