Once at bible camp I was just about to fall asleep in my sleeping bag, when I kind of farted a little.  Only I didn’t fart a little, I shit.  A lot.  I don’t know if it was Jesus or something I ate, but I had terrible diarrhea and it was everywhere.  I didn’t want to tell anybody, but I also didn’t want to sleep in a sleeping bag full of shit.  It was pretty much the worst thing ever. 

My camp mates all found out, but they were all really nice about it.  Good Christians and all. 

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I was squatting over the can of a Port-a-Potty in Austin, TX trying to steady my hand enough to do a key bump while simultaneously letting out the previous two days worth of god knows what when my asshole made an audible popping sound like two cellulite caked thighs loudly smacking together and that is when I realized that my mother was right about everything.

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