TRUE STORY #11
The Stinker
Ok, this is a story about me pooping at home. I went to the bathroom and had a little poop. But wait, let me go back around 3:30 AM... the night before... I went to sleep around that time after doing a bit of drinking and I was forced to wake up around 10:00 AM that Sunday fr breakfast: scrambled eggs and ketchup, toast, orange juice, and this scary ass greasy sausage thing. IT was good, but I could only eat half that, so the rest I saved and went back to sleep. From there, I wokre up againa round 12 with a really bad stomach ache and went back to sleep only to wake up at 3 PM to poop. About 5 minutes later, my stomach ache was gone thanx to my poop... But my mom went to the bathroom and asked, "Jenny? Did you just poop?" I was confused. "Um, no..." I replied, totally lying... "Why?" I asked. "Beacause..." she said, "it smells... that and the toilet seat is still warm." I guess even lying can't hide the fact that you take a shit.
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