What up yall, with the recent post of the man that got the shit beat out of him for sitting on the wrong toliet at the wrong time i have created a thread spifically for stories that are just too funny not to be told and/or too embarassing to tell someone in person.
I will start.
OK. I was like 7 or 8. I got up like i did everyday for school with the normal routine of going straight to sit on the pot to clear out everything i had eaten the day before or whatever was remaining, lingering around in my belly from the day before yesterday. So everything went pretty smooth on the toliet, but i noticed that my stomach was sort of up set. Didn't think a damn thing of it. So now on to my second step during my day, taking a shower. I hopped in the shower and waited for the water to warm. During the 20 seconds that it took to warm the water i was ripping MAD farts, they were bubbling, crackling, and quite warm. So the water is warm now, i pull up the lever to make the water to come out of the shower head instead of the bath faucet itself. My routine was to always avoid the water that immeadiatley came out of the shower head cause its COLD AS HELL, we all know that. So the water was warming up and i was just relaxing, farting still and things were still going smooth. So i get this fart in my belly and it just wont seem to come out, so i think to my self, "Self, you better get that fart out or else you will have to hold it in for the school day, and then your belly will be rumbling and rumbling all day long, and it wont be comfortable. So Im pushing and pushing and i push one last time, there she goes, Finally!!! But that wasnt the only thing to come out, i noticed a few little pebble poops. and i just stared at them like WTF, i was just speechless and didnt know what to do. They wouldnt go down the drain without me having to touch them. So u know what i did? I told my dad what had happened and he picked it up with no comment what so ever. We never spoke of this, EVER.
But oh well, shit happens, u know?
I will start.
OK. I was like 7 or 8. I got up like i did everyday for school with the normal routine of going straight to sit on the pot to clear out everything i had eaten the day before or whatever was remaining, lingering around in my belly from the day before yesterday. So everything went pretty smooth on the toliet, but i noticed that my stomach was sort of up set. Didn't think a damn thing of it. So now on to my second step during my day, taking a shower. I hopped in the shower and waited for the water to warm. During the 20 seconds that it took to warm the water i was ripping MAD farts, they were bubbling, crackling, and quite warm. So the water is warm now, i pull up the lever to make the water to come out of the shower head instead of the bath faucet itself. My routine was to always avoid the water that immeadiatley came out of the shower head cause its COLD AS HELL, we all know that. So the water was warming up and i was just relaxing, farting still and things were still going smooth. So i get this fart in my belly and it just wont seem to come out, so i think to my self, "Self, you better get that fart out or else you will have to hold it in for the school day, and then your belly will be rumbling and rumbling all day long, and it wont be comfortable. So Im pushing and pushing and i push one last time, there she goes, Finally!!! But that wasnt the only thing to come out, i noticed a few little pebble poops. and i just stared at them like WTF, i was just speechless and didnt know what to do. They wouldnt go down the drain without me having to touch them. So u know what i did? I told my dad what had happened and he picked it up with no comment what so ever. We never spoke of this, EVER.
But oh well, shit happens, u know?
