Those of you that know me, know I have a sick mind. Anyways, for the last few weeks I've been battling sever diarrhea. So one morning around 5 a.m. I was in bed with a stomach ache and a poem came to my head. Later when I got up I jotted it down. Ya just have to make the best of a crappy situation (no pun intended haha). Yes, I am sick and twisted....Enjoy:
Grumble grumble gurgle roar, that is the sound from my stomach as I run for the bathroom door!
Get out of my way, I have to GO! Hurry up hurry up before my bowels blow!
Oh me oh my, let the shit fly. If it doesn't stop soon I think I'll cry!
EWWW P U!! That really stinks, I grab some air freshener from under the sink.
Who am I kidding, it stinks like hell, no canned air freshener will get rid of that smell!
Grab the TP, rip off a sheet or two, HA, yeah right it will probably take TWENTY TWO!
I'm done for now, but I'm sure I'll be back, my stomach still feels way out of whack.