They weren’t even untrustworthy farts. Both times, it was suddenly waking to the realization that I’m about to have diarrhea. Remembering that I’ve left no buffers for mistakes, I overexerted myself while trying to get out of bed. Thus begins the poo stew stream of shame.
Your nick notwithstanding, never trust the fart.
They weren’t even untrustworthy farts. Both times, it was suddenly waking to the realization that I’m about to have diarrhea. Remembering that I’ve left no buffers for mistakes, I overexerted myself while trying to get out of bed. Thus begins the poo stew stream of shame.