** Editor's Note: If you have a problem with reading about poop do not continue! **
Why is it that at the moments you need the most privacy there is absolutely none to be found?
I was in class today and I had to POOP. I hate using public restrooms but I'd delayed this reprieve for the entire day and it was time to unload.
I was in a classroom in a relatively empty building (late evening course) and decided I'd go ALL the way downstairs to use one of the restrooms down there as this restroom is typically empty at this time of night.
So I go downstairs and it's a fucking PARTY! May as well have tapped a keg and passed ou the Jaeger Bombs because that floor was damned well PACKED!
Go fuckin' figure.
I still took that poop though. Best. Poop. Ever.
Are your eyes burning? Yeah, you shouldn't have read this. Sorry.
Don't say I didn't warn you.
6 comments:
Was it one of those mystical shits? You know, where you see hundreds of the cutest little fat people? :)
If only.
I saw a bunch of cracked-out looking winos.
More like a "nightmare" shit, really.
Am I to understand you're fond of the ol' mystical defecation?
Not so much a fan as I am just enamored with the feeling afterward. :)
You need to chase those winos off and get you some fairies or something pretty to look at.
Holy crap.
Get it?
Can't believe you have not blogged in a week.
Aye! So busy. Bloggage to come this weekend. :) Thanks for the readage :D
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