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Alright, here goes.
Once upon a time... Nah, just kidding.
One night I was over at my friend's house workin' on his truck, nothin' to out of the ordinary. We had a visit from the police as we were playing our music too loud and apparently his neighbors aren't big country music fans, maybe the fact that it was 12 0' clock helped too lol. They left after hassling us, asking us if we were stealing stuff etc. Apparently theives blast music when stealing.
All of a sudden, I feel a deep rumble, something from the bowels of hell you might say. I run, not walk or jog, but sprint to the bathroom, and performed what some of you might know as "the move" as described in a very popular story. Well, i felt fine, nothing even happened...yet. I get back up, zipped my fly...uh oh. That was the second fastest I've ever pulled down my pants in my life. I proceeded to expel, nay evacuate the contents of my ass into that sweet porcelain savior. I loaded up that toilet then flushed.
It was clogged.... Disaster. I went to the other bathroom, filled it up, flushed, thank god it went down. I felt better, though not great. Only God knows why, but my friend attempted to unclog the toilet for me, a saint I say.
The next morning he told me that as it went down it growled and bubbled at him.
I laughed so hard I went and $*** again.
Once upon a time... Nah, just kidding.
One night I was over at my friend's house workin' on his truck, nothin' to out of the ordinary. We had a visit from the police as we were playing our music too loud and apparently his neighbors aren't big country music fans, maybe the fact that it was 12 0' clock helped too lol. They left after hassling us, asking us if we were stealing stuff etc. Apparently theives blast music when stealing.
All of a sudden, I feel a deep rumble, something from the bowels of hell you might say. I run, not walk or jog, but sprint to the bathroom, and performed what some of you might know as "the move" as described in a very popular story. Well, i felt fine, nothing even happened...yet. I get back up, zipped my fly...uh oh. That was the second fastest I've ever pulled down my pants in my life. I proceeded to expel, nay evacuate the contents of my ass into that sweet porcelain savior. I loaded up that toilet then flushed.
It was clogged.... Disaster. I went to the other bathroom, filled it up, flushed, thank god it went down. I felt better, though not great. Only God knows why, but my friend attempted to unclog the toilet for me, a saint I say.
The next morning he told me that as it went down it growled and bubbled at him.
I laughed so hard I went and $*** again.
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