So
when I ask friends what a story I always tell about the answer I received was
actually surprising. It wasn't a little kid story or a something about my
family. The answer I got was about me in recent terms and not in a bad way
either. Sura calls them my toilet adventures. My favorite how he says
toilet adventure, would be a day where I come home after eating Chinese or Taco
Bell or something and had really, really bad gas. I was farting and they
sounded pretty good, they also stunk really badly. But I always like to start
this story with asking people “How many of you have ever pooped your pants but
not had to change your underwear?” That always catches them off guard and they
give me that what is wrong with this kid look. “It’s just a question” but
anyway back to my story I had really bad gas, we were sitting at the kitchen
table stinking it up pretty bad, something fierce actually. My grandmother can
smoke all day long and it not bother her but it bothers me, I can fart all day
long, doesn’t bother me but it definitely bothers her, gotta love karma.
Anyway, she was complaining telling me I stunk and I did. So, I thought it’d be
funny to try and fart on her. Knowing what I know now, I wouldn’t have, well
maybe I would have because this makes for a pretty good story. So I farted on
her and as you would expect, I pooped my pants, she luckily didn’t realize I don’t
know how but she didn’t. As I made a mad dash to the bathroom, when I get in
the bathroom which it’s a good one, one of them where when you wipe your butt
and you can feel the thick consistency, like you actually pooped on the toilet
paper. So I realize I need more than toilet paper, so I holler for some baby
wipes. I clean up and look at my underwear, they’re as clean as they were when
I put them on that morning therefore, I don’t have to change them. How many
people can say that?