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| quote: | Originally posted by Mr. Pink
when i was 5yrs old I lived in Dominican Republic.....
...i had bodyguards, maids, chauffuers, the works.
im at my neighbors house, playin and whatever...and then it hit me.
I have to poop!
ok so i bolt home.
holding my ass the whole way.
Now I didnt wear shoes or underwear much back then lol...
so i zip by the front gate, where one of the guards is standing, still holding my ass.
The drive way leading up to the front door was full of gravel and rocks.....so with each step is immense pain cuz im running my little covered-up ass as quickly as I can.
I finally get to the front door, and turn the knob.
AND IT'S LOCKED!! 
at that moment, i lost all hope of reaching the toilet on time and I let loose.
I shat all over myself, and the poo was slowly running down my leg. This big chunk, just running down my leg.
All of a sudden I hear the sound of gravel rummaging around as if someone was walking up the drive way.....i flick the shit into this little pile right in front of the door, and hide behind a bush.
The guard turns the corner, walks to the front door, and looks down........and he sees a pile of crap just laying there.
I can only imagine him putting two and two together....little kid zipping by him holding his asshole.....pile of shit in front of door.
now that is fuked up |
bodyguards ? your parents are some VIPs ?
and eww, i was just eating my breakfast when i read that. Thanks Javier
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