Plop.

Here I go.

I was in some weird shopping mall which is super high on security. There was even security cameras in the bathrooms. I had recently eaten a bunch of spicy food at once (on a dare knowing what it does to me) and as I was sitting down eaten a donut, I felt a sudden urge down below. First it was a small cramp and then it turned into something that was just screaming “IN COMING!”I shrugged it off as just feeling a little sick.

About 10 minutes later I felt it again only this time much stronger, I knew I was about to blow. I stood up, clutched my arms to my stomach not caring that people were looking and began waddling to the bathroom. It began pretty easy, walking fast with my legs close together, but after a few minutes it had turned into the march of the penguins, guest starring the well known Peter Griffin grunts “eh, eh, eh!”I finally found the bathroom and ran into a stall. Noticing that 2 of the stalls in there were occupied. I didn’t care. I let lose before I could barely get my cheeks on the seat.

A huge explosion noise occurred before the actual log rocket came to the surface.My ass was on fire from the spicy food that was now rushing out of me like a fiery river.I wasn’t done but I was almost certain I had just blown most of my ass away so I paused for a moment. I heard some noises coming from the other 2 stalls, possibly gagging noises. I heard a guy clear his throat and the other guy hit the side of the stall.

I was ready for the next lava rocket.

I let lose once again, only to be greeted by a liquid substance I could only describe as chunky brown lava. It was like a busted sprinkler! I once again heard gagging noises as one of the doors slammed open, the toilet flushed, the tap turns on for a split second and I heard someone running out of the room.

I gotta give it to the other guy for being such a troop though.

It was then as I leaned forward in burning pain that I saw that the guy in there with me was next to me. I sat there wondering if it was over, I’m sure he was hoping the same thing. Another few gagging noises came form his stall and the feeling was back.I sat there and suddenly my ass exploded.

Another load of burning poo came shooting out of my ass. It smelled like death in there, like rotting bodies mixed with burning flesh (well in defense, my ass flesh was on fire) the guy in the stall started coughing, gagging. I heard him utter the words, "Oh dear Lord.."

I don’t know why he was there so long but I have a feeling it was my deadly poo poo explosion that kept him there unable to breathe.I was finally finished, when I looked up to Thank the Heavens for the end of all that is good I remember the security cameras. Boy, I don’t know if anyone was watching at the time this unholy event happened but if there was hey got quite a view of the projectile plop train flying out of my ass.

After using an odd amount of toilet paper, including finishing with the tissues had in my pocket. I opened the door, took a look at the toilet and realized if I flushed it there would be a bigger mess, plus I don’t think the guy in the other stall disserved that after what he had just gone through, I looked at the stall he was in, he wasn’t gagging nor making any type of noise.

I closed the door of my marked stall and washed my hands and left. I sat at a Chinese take away store close by, had a drink of water and shortly after a man opened the bathroom door, he looked very flushed and sick to his stomach. A guy went up to him, probably a friend of his and it looked as if he was warning him not to go in there.

Well….that’s what happens when I eat too much spicy food, I bet I emotionally and physically scarred those guys for life…..

BY LIZZIE :D