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Went for a fart, turned out it was a shart.
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Har.. Where was it?
A similar event, in secondary school. I had that feeling, the one in your stomach, that you're gonna shit a fountain. I held it in all day, knowing I could wait til I got home.
An hour and a half left of the school day, I just HAD to eat something. Unbearable feeling, I begged the teacher to excuse myself.
Too little to late, I was within meters of the toilet, and my sphincter could no longer contain my bowel contents, and it poured out of me like ruby rivers from a knifed orifice.
Went straight to the office and stupidly said to the vice principal, "I uh...had an 'accident'". Took him a few seconds before the smell came about, and off home I was sent.
Thankfully, no one discovered what transpired. With good reason, a guy a year ahead of me was the laughing stock of the school for shitting himself in first year.
Ah, good times.