by RightWingConspirator » Wed Oct 02, 2024 2:29 am
I started to feel my guts rumbling so I leaned up against the wall and heard some strange noises coming from me. I knew danger was close, so I started to undo my belt. No sooner did I do that, than I was on the throne with both hands on the seat. What happened after that can most accurately be described as a mudslide with waves of turd and fart backups. I felt like all of my guts and internal organs were reigning down on the water below. Just when I thought my Generals were about to lose the battle, I took over command and I had my anti-fart reserves attack their rear flank. Alas the enemy was vanquished and all is peaceful again in Pooptonia.
I started to feel my guts rumbling so I leaned up against the wall and heard some strange noises coming from me. I knew danger was close, so I started to undo my belt. No sooner did I do that, than I was on the throne with both hands on the seat. What happened after that can most accurately be described as a mudslide with waves of turd and fart backups. I felt like all of my guts and internal organs were reigning down on the water below. Just when I thought my Generals were about to lose the battle, I took over command and I had my anti-fart reserves attack their rear flank. Alas the enemy was vanquished and all is peaceful again in Pooptonia.