Uh oh spaghetti-os

**Pete** · 06-21-2019, 04:10 PM

I'm currently in an Uber driving to my friends house for drinking related shenanigans. The chicken and rice I had for lunch is starting to give me the bubble guts. Extra hot sauce was a poor choice.

I'm roughly 45 minutes away from my friends place because I decided to become an adult and move to the suburbs. Traffic is moving pretty well.

Anyone want to take a guess at how this all turns out?

Also, anyone else have any close calls or ever had to take extreme measures in a similar situation?

**nix** · 06-21-2019, 04:41 PM

Yeah i eat spicy food and drink all the time, its no big whoop dawg!

**Pete** · 06-22-2019, 09:15 AM

It wasn't so much that it was the food it was more the urgency of the situation. I wound up making it to my friends place and blowing up his bathroom. Good times

**Taco-Calamitous** · 06-22-2019, 11:22 AM

I wasn't sure if you meant diarrhea or barf, after nix's response, heh.

I've sharted at work at least twice because loose stools suddenly happened, lol. That's gross. Maybe oversharing, too. Oh well.

Also I drew this and took a crappy picture of it yesterday, and its kinda related:

SPOILER!!:

**Pete** · 07-02-2019, 08:30 PM

I'm not enjoying that comic right now. I bought myself some Carolina Reaper beef jerky over the weekend (while in SC) and decided it would be a delightful snack today. It's as hot coming out as it was going in. It's reaping my o-ring right now. Bad times. I regret nothing.

Sending this from my terlet.

**Unknown Entity** · 10-13-2019, 02:04 PM

Had some close calls, but nothing to write home about. Always managed to get to a loo in time for mouth or butt explosions. Not looking forward to discovering what happens when you trust a fart that sung you the sweet whispers of the gas releasing relief... only to follow through with a loose stool and ruin a good day though.

**Meier Link** · 11-18-2019, 09:03 PM

Can't say how many close calls I have had due to the ninja shitys. The other day went to 3 different bathrooms at work. 1 was closed to cleaning, second the stalls were full and if I would of been 2 seconds later to the third it would of been a very shitty day for me. Pucker factor of 11 and waddle trotting over 200 yards later I didn't die.