Submitted by yoda (kansas, KS) on 12.04.14
It was a long ruthless week of sickness. Second day in I feel slightly better. But as I am laying in bed I feel a weird squirmy sickness. I know that it can be only one of two things, and I'm not sure which. I run to the washroom and begin to prepare for puking. But I realize that the sickness is lying in the slithering bowels of my body. I must shit, and it will be now and on the safety of the porcelain throne or on the ground in the homage of my favorite underwear.
I throw my pants off and a thunderous eruption of oozing shit continually flows from my body. It is a human storm that can be heard throughout the neighborhood.
when I am done I walk halfway back to my bedroom and realize that its not over. Continually over the course of the next few hours I realize that this sickness is a journey that can only be conducted in the bathroom. For the next couple days of my sickness I was the heir of the throne. I reined the thunder and the eruptions of nuclear turdom. After those few days I was liberated and waddling was no longer my mode of walking. I released myself from reining and returned into the world of solid regularity.
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