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melolsoohard (02/06/2013) [-] 
**melolsoohard rolled a random image posted in comment #114 at Tardaasa ** Her face when :I
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ddemiddon (02/07/2013) [-] STORY TIME BITCH SO SIT THE **** DOWN. So I was in first grade and was a ******* loser. I mean a big loser, I was fat and weird so I won't sugar coat it, because I'll probably eat it. Anyway, I had bad diarrhea, bad of the likes you've never seen before, so bad that Beelzebub himself would tear up. So I had to **** like crazy, I ask the teacher to go and leave ***** . Well I'm stuck in there for at least half a ******* hour, and the teacher begins to worry and comes to check up on me. Since the teacher was female She wouldn't come into the bathroom, so she's yelling through the door: "Joey (my first name), are you okay?"
I tried to engage in normal human speak, but my bowels did not want to work that day and caused a cramp that should have made my anus implode, thankfully the toilet gods were merciful and saved my *** (literally) and I only let out a primal roar that could be heard in the big kid hall. The teacher forgetting the gender rules of bathrooms comes storming in. Now I'd like to note that I had been sitting in my own stink for quite some time and was used to it, but the teacher on the other hand was hit with the forceful smell of the inside of my bowels. With that in mind, I heard her run in and out faster that a hare with ball rash scraping his testicles on sand paper. She slammed the door closed and said not to worry she was getting the school nurse. Now at this time half of the school appeared at the door and I decided to clean up quickly. It would've been cleaner had the school used more than the ****** one ply tissues toilet paper. But I never got to wiping myself, my *** created an air tight barrier over the toilet bowl, sealing the worst of the stink in, remember I was a fat **** of a child. So when I stood up the entirety of the stench was released. I hit the floor and the ambulance was called. No one saw my face though, so I was able to return to school. The teacher kept it secret. I was never able to go back to the bathroom. Poo devils hunt me.
I tried to engage in normal human speak, but my bowels did not want to work that day and caused a cramp that should have made my anus implode, thankfully the toilet gods were merciful and saved my *** (literally) and I only let out a primal roar that could be heard in the big kid hall. The teacher forgetting the gender rules of bathrooms comes storming in. Now I'd like to note that I had been sitting in my own stink for quite some time and was used to it, but the teacher on the other hand was hit with the forceful smell of the inside of my bowels. With that in mind, I heard her run in and out faster that a hare with ball rash scraping his testicles on sand paper. She slammed the door closed and said not to worry she was getting the school nurse. Now at this time half of the school appeared at the door and I decided to clean up quickly. It would've been cleaner had the school used more than the ****** one ply tissues toilet paper. But I never got to wiping myself, my *** created an air tight barrier over the toilet bowl, sealing the worst of the stink in, remember I was a fat **** of a child. So when I stood up the entirety of the stench was released. I hit the floor and the ambulance was called. No one saw my face though, so I was able to return to school. The teacher kept it secret. I was never able to go back to the bathroom. Poo devils hunt me.
