Oh boy here we go...
Okay so this is me in like 8th-9th grade. I never really ate that healthily before so my eating habits never bothered me. I always ate some quick ramen stuff that you would microwave in a black tray, the kind that came with oils and vegetables. I absolutely loved those things because I thought they were the absolute best thing that could happen in my life, and I ate at least one each day, with all the oils and stuff poured on it. It's the weekend, and I would play video games (most presumably Blockland at the time) and just eat nothing but junk food on the weekends, and then go to school in the week. This stuff never bothered me before, so I never cared about it. So on Sunday night I ate one of these 'noodle buckets' for dinner, and followed it up with some mint moosetracks ice cream (also the stuff). I go to bed that night, and my stomach feels a little weird, and I'm sweating a lot, but strange things happen when you're in puberty so I thought "meh, probably just hormones being wonky." Woke up the next morning drenched in a cold sweat and my abdomen feels like it has the pressure of a fire hydrant built up. I try to go to bathroom, and just manage to pee for now, so whatever, it'll pass eventually. I shower, eat breakfast-the usual morning routine, but then I suddenly feel like my bowels shifted, and I had that internal groan of a large amount of gas moving at once. I knew that something was seriously wrong when the rumble itself had caused me to lose my balance. I quickly dashed for the bathroom, throwing open the door and not closing it because the floodgates were opening. Got to the toilet, and just a fraction of a second before my ass hits the seat, flaming thermite in stuff form spews out of my ass like a dam burst. It felt like there was no end to it, when the gas kicked in. I began to fart at the same time as stuff with monsterous force. By now this had caused stuff to spread like a sprinkler in the bowl, hitting the already stuff-filled water, and causing it to splash up and fly around on the inside. It stopped for a moment just for me to catch half a breath before continuing its unholy crime for another 15 seconds. It was the single worst smell I have smelled in my life, and it caused me to throw up. In the end, the entire inside of the toilet bowl was coated in stuff, including my ass, which on it had stuff in the shape of the toilet seat left on it, and even on the back of my legs where there was a gap between the toilet seat and the rim. I continued to have awful firey stuffs for the next three days. I should not have gone to school that day.
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