Two stairs, one mess
- Thread starter D-Rose
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ive had bad shitastic moments like that. i ate some stoufers vegetable lasagna. and usually me and stouffers is cool as fuck, but not this time.
i went down the street to the store to pick up some beer, but half way there i started to feel some kinda burst in my pants. so i started heading back to the crib. at first it was nonchalant, just squeezing my ass cheeks, lil le maiz breathing exercise techniques.
but a quarter of the way fuck teh pipes was ready to burst son. so im like 5 minutes from the crib. and i see some people i know, just trying to say hi and bye, not really talking, not even small talk. these fuckers were wasting my fuckin time man. i wasnt trying to be rude, but i literally had shit to do )see how that ryhmes(.
so i get to the crib door, and im fumbling witht eh keys, doing my lil shitty happy dance, while trying to open teh door, its bad enough i didnt have porch ligths, so i had to feel for the key hole with my fanger. fuckin neighbors looking at me like why is this muthafucka dancing like a fuckin keebler elf leprachaun motherfucker, give me some of what he is havin shazam, lol. luckly they wouldnt want what i was gonna have next.
i get inside, and realize that yes, i had made it. but youe ver get taht feeling like you finally made it, so its okay to loosen up a bit, cuz the bathroom is like a couple a steps away. well, this is were keepin it real goes wrong. dont ever let your guard down or loosen up, no matter how close you are to teh finish line, dont celebrate before the finish line.
i get in the bathroom, and as i let down my pants, thinking i ws on top of the toliet, the whole thing, lmao, exploded onto the side of the toilet and the sink. yes, it ws the vegetable lasagna i had for lunch, i could see the bits of corn and carrots out of the corner of my eye.
moral of the story is if you in a tight situation, squeeze your ass cheeks and dont let go, that and dont talk to strangers while you are squeezing your ass cheeks.
i went down the street to the store to pick up some beer, but half way there i started to feel some kinda burst in my pants. so i started heading back to the crib. at first it was nonchalant, just squeezing my ass cheeks, lil le maiz breathing exercise techniques.
but a quarter of the way fuck teh pipes was ready to burst son. so im like 5 minutes from the crib. and i see some people i know, just trying to say hi and bye, not really talking, not even small talk. these fuckers were wasting my fuckin time man. i wasnt trying to be rude, but i literally had shit to do )see how that ryhmes(.
so i get to the crib door, and im fumbling witht eh keys, doing my lil shitty happy dance, while trying to open teh door, its bad enough i didnt have porch ligths, so i had to feel for the key hole with my fanger. fuckin neighbors looking at me like why is this muthafucka dancing like a fuckin keebler elf leprachaun motherfucker, give me some of what he is havin shazam, lol. luckly they wouldnt want what i was gonna have next.
i get inside, and realize that yes, i had made it. but youe ver get taht feeling like you finally made it, so its okay to loosen up a bit, cuz the bathroom is like a couple a steps away. well, this is were keepin it real goes wrong. dont ever let your guard down or loosen up, no matter how close you are to teh finish line, dont celebrate before the finish line.
i get in the bathroom, and as i let down my pants, thinking i ws on top of the toliet, the whole thing, lmao, exploded onto the side of the toilet and the sink. yes, it ws the vegetable lasagna i had for lunch, i could see the bits of corn and carrots out of the corner of my eye.
moral of the story is if you in a tight situation, squeeze your ass cheeks and dont let go, that and dont talk to strangers while you are squeezing your ass cheeks.