TouchDown
Is it Friday yet?
I woke up this morning with a horrible demon turd feeling in my gut. I sat upon my throne and only a couple of small nuggets came out, but that did relieve the distress I was feeling.
Had some breakfast and then started working on some household chores. mrstouchdown and touchdownjr left for their playdate and once again intestinal discomfort arose. I went back the bathroom, and was once again disappointed with only a couple of small nugget turds. Again, I felt better but had a sneaking suspicion that something was amiss.
Ran some errands, had lunch, came back home. The demon turd sensation returned. As had happened with my first two attempts, a couple of unremarkable turd balls evacuated themselves. But this time, something different happened afterward. As I was cleaning up, apparently the rectal rubbing awoke the great dookie beast that lived inside me. I sat back down and out of my ass came an 18 inch spiraling, bastard turd of fury. The great beast coiled itself atop the toilet paper already deposited in the bowl like a cobra ready to strike.
The odd thing about the situation was that there was no odor at all.
*NOTE: stole this from another message board and got me to thinking about Fudgey and this place. Been too long people - 'sup?
PS - work is a drag, too busy to get on internet, so you may not see me for another 6 months.
Had some breakfast and then started working on some household chores. mrstouchdown and touchdownjr left for their playdate and once again intestinal discomfort arose. I went back the bathroom, and was once again disappointed with only a couple of small nugget turds. Again, I felt better but had a sneaking suspicion that something was amiss.
Ran some errands, had lunch, came back home. The demon turd sensation returned. As had happened with my first two attempts, a couple of unremarkable turd balls evacuated themselves. But this time, something different happened afterward. As I was cleaning up, apparently the rectal rubbing awoke the great dookie beast that lived inside me. I sat back down and out of my ass came an 18 inch spiraling, bastard turd of fury. The great beast coiled itself atop the toilet paper already deposited in the bowl like a cobra ready to strike.
The odd thing about the situation was that there was no odor at all.
*NOTE: stole this from another message board and got me to thinking about Fudgey and this place. Been too long people - 'sup?
PS - work is a drag, too busy to get on internet, so you may not see me for another 6 months.
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