Quake3World

A month back, I was having the runs something fierce. I could literally feel how few seconds were left before I'd release liquid doom everywhere. So I run out, pull down my pants and start to sit down. But the pressure on my stomach as I bent slightly was too much, and I shat myself still quite a way from the toilet seat. It was so violent that it sprayed the bowl, the cistern, the seat itself and the floor. My legs and ass was covered too, and it smelled terrible.

That's when I found out we were out of toilet paper.

Now you and MQ have something in common.

Should have given Julios a call.

should have gone to live with your aunt and uncle in bel-air

Sand blast, Obi-wan. It's your only hope.

Captain Mazda wrote:Now you and MQ have something in common.

Kinda like you and the taliban.

That was weaker than your sphincter, knobgobbler.

eepberries wrote:A month back, I was having the runs something fierce. I could literally feel how few seconds were left before I'd release liquid doom everywhere. So I run out, pull down my pants and start to sit down. But the pressure on my stomach as I bent slightly was too much, and I shat myself still quite a way from the toilet seat. It was so violent that it sprayed the bowl, the cistern, the seat itself and the floor. My legs and ass was covered too, and it smelled terrible.

That's when I found out we were out of toilet paper.

Jules would ask what the problem is supposed to be?

CaseDogg wrote:

Captain Mazda wrote:Now you and MQ have something in common.

Kinda like you and the taliban.