Replying to Pain, Poo, and the Meaning of Life

Well, here I am, slaving away at my web design stuff, when my lower bowels start to gurgle. One of those weird ones that actually hurt a little bit...... yeah. So, I'm back to coding, when, totally out of the blue, I rip a massive fart. I wasn't acually done farting, when I smelled it, and, by god, I swear something evil came out. This was the most vile, evil, stank creation I've ever smelt in my life. Undiluted Eau de Devil if you ask me. I couldn't breathe, so I went to get a drink. Sitting down, I heard the gurgle again, and felt it. So, I ran. To the can. Squat, Squeeze, bombs away. This fucking A-Bomb that I dropped splashes big time, so now my left cheek is soaked. After thuroghly drying off my ass-end, I go and sit down. Gurgle. FUCK!!!!!!

Repeat the entire process again!!!!!! AAAAAHHHH!

So here I am. And I gurgled again. RUN! THE POO SUPERNOVA IS COMMMMMMINGG!!!!!
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- Ian



~~Phunkin Phatt Phreerider~~