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Colin has diarrhea

Colin's POV:

Ugh those mushrooms from dinner are not sitting well. And I got my bowel all jiggled up from the activity at the fight club. While I was on the couch watching my favorite show, Dora the Explorer, I sharted. "OH SHIT!!!" I screamed.

"We do not use cuss words in this Christian household." Angus said. 

"Shut up! I just sharted!" I yelled back.

"What do you want me to do? Change your diaper?!" He exclaimed.

"I don't wear a freakin diaper! But now my favorite pink monkey briefs are filled with shit!" I cried. 

"Do I give a fuck? No! Go clean yourself up!" He shooed me away.

"Hey! You just said no cuss words!" I pointed out.

"Go clean your ass." He growled, narrowing his eyes at me.

"Fine! Jesus Christ." I mumbled. But as I was walking down the hall to the bathroom, I farted. I felt the diarrhea explode from my butthole. Oh no. THIS WAS A SHART!!!!!! I turned around and saw that my pants had turned brown. "EWWWWWW!!!!!" I screeched.

"Colin O'Brien!!! What the hell is wrong with you?!?!" Angus screamed.

"Stop shaming me! I know you like to drink the water in the bathtub from your dirty asscrack!" I exploded.

"HOW THE FUCK DID YOU KNOW THAT?! WHAT ARE YOU A SPY?!?! YOU KNOW WHAT?! GIVE ME YOUR PANTS. I'LL BURN THEM!!!"

I slipped off my jeans. 

"NOT NOW!!" Angus screamed.

I was sick of his shit so I just tossed them on his face. I ran thru the house and jumped out the nearest window. (I pooped on the floor along the way)

THE END!!!!!!!!!

(requested by Sam)