Shit Story
So around 7:00 Saturday night I go to a local dive pizza joint with a few friends to partake in some greasy goodness.
The ride from the pizza joint to my house was filled with loud gasous eruptions and laughter...I think farting in front of people is absolutely hilarious.
I get home around 8PM and immediately run to the basement shitter and let out about 5lbs of magic sand...
Feeling rather uptight, I proceed to get ready and drive to work (I work at a bar).
The entire drive, I was overcome with the cold sweats and shakey legs, getting ready for Round 2.
I get to the bar 1/2hr later, and immediately run to the back room, once again, pure liquid hell erupts from my colon.
Since I will be working, I cannot become overstricken with the Hershey squirts every 1/2hr, so I run to the gas station to purchase some of nature's cork, Mr. Immodium.
Well, 8 pills later, and I stop shitting and work the whole night poop free.
It is now Monday night, and I still haven't shit again...is that bad!??!
The ride from the pizza joint to my house was filled with loud gasous eruptions and laughter...I think farting in front of people is absolutely hilarious.
I get home around 8PM and immediately run to the basement shitter and let out about 5lbs of magic sand...
Feeling rather uptight, I proceed to get ready and drive to work (I work at a bar).
The entire drive, I was overcome with the cold sweats and shakey legs, getting ready for Round 2.
I get to the bar 1/2hr later, and immediately run to the back room, once again, pure liquid hell erupts from my colon.
Since I will be working, I cannot become overstricken with the Hershey squirts every 1/2hr, so I run to the gas station to purchase some of nature's cork, Mr. Immodium.
Well, 8 pills later, and I stop shitting and work the whole night poop free.
It is now Monday night, and I still haven't shit again...is that bad!??!
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