I was invited to dinner by a group of friends that couldn’t travel to be with their families; there were 12 of us. Everything was going great until I tried to let out a little squeaker fart at the table.

What I thought was a little harmless gas that would go unnoticed turned out to be a violent torrent of hot, stinky diarrhea. It shot out of me in violent spurts, and once my fabric chair had absorbed all it could, the putrid liquid made its way to the floor.

Everyone stopped eating and stared at me, and one girl vomited on to her plate. I didn’t know what to do, so I just started rambling about the Holocaust being a hoax, but no one paid any attention to that. All in all, it was a pretty memorable Thanksgiving.

That happened to me once too. I just blamed it on Crohn’s Disease, which I actually don’t have. People were pretty cool about it, although I didn’t bring up Holocaust denial claims.

I had diarrhea on the Metro once, it was very crowded and I was trying to get to King Street, then a Dash bus to Quaker Lane. I was standing holding the handrail when I started to sweat, then pumped nearly a gallon of liquid shit out of my ass, and all down my legs. I ended up blaming a homeless guy but everyone knew it was me.

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This is disgusting and not funny. My mother had a condition that would cause her to have diarrhea in public with no notice. How dare you - she ended up slipping in her own diarrhea, then hit her head on the kitchen counter. She was fine, but when she woke up she opened up her mail and found out she had full-blown aids. She died of a gunshot wound in Anacostia a week later.

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There is no such team named the Redskins, faggot.

Ummm. Satisfying.

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