Talking shit

The story for today revolves around a barbeque of leftover meat, and a long torturous love/hate affair with the toilet bowl the next morning. Feel free to use your imagination. Need a hint? Have you ever pooped so bad that you felt faintish? Well, that was me. And the poop wasn't the solid kind that goes "plop" into the murky depths of the toilet. Hell no. It was the liquid anal vomit that goes err... well, however liquid anal vomit sounds like. You get the picture.