My stomach rumbles like an avalanche,
Mercilessly obliterating all in its wicked path,
A pocket of gas grazes my sphincter hole as I excuse myself from class,
Too late.
Burning, like the fires of Hell, a rotten egg flatus gas
emits silently from my unsuspecting butthole
The air around me gets dense and moist with the hot, muster of rotten eggs
People around me, shooting glances of disgust this way and that,
Sssppppssss...oops, another pocket of flatus gas flees my buttcrack and meshes with the existing pass gas in the air,
embarrassed, i shoot glances of disgust right back at my fellow classmates,
everybody looks around, desperately sniffing their armpits--anything that is better than this insufferable gas,
what to do?
ssssppppppssss, ooopsie, another gas exits,
sweat jutts down my face and I feel uneasy, these flatus gas emittances are looking to be the bane of my existence,
will anyone forgive my social transgressions?
does anyone know its me?
squeeek!!, oops, now, every1 nos its me!
2007-01-19
09:50:25
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