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<blockquote data-quote="Hef" data-source="post: 16497787" data-attributes="member: 195431"><p>Since we're all family here, I'll share this story......</p><p></p><p>So I bought a cherry work car for 3k Monday night. Previous to picking it up at 6, i had a bit of tuna salad. It must have hit my post workout drink and didn't agree, I shit twice. I figured I'd have a window to go down the road and get it and make it back in time in the event there was a next round of shit. </p><p> Well i got to the guys house and the cramps started. I noticed he still had his plates on as he is counting the money. At this point the cold sweats started and I grabbed the screwdriver and said " I'll get the plates off while youre counting the money".</p><p> Now as I do this, I was in between contractions so I thought all is going to be ok. He handed me the keys and asked if I had any questions. Now the gut started rumbling again, I knew I was on borrowed time. The car was literally a mile from my house, so not very far.</p><p> There i am, driving home, half way home and I realize shit is getting real, i even rolled through two stop signs. The minute I hit my street, the ole bunghole can't hold any more so it begins to seep. Its at this point I lift off the seat for fear of soiling this new (to me) car. Well, it began to come out.</p><p> I come to a screeching stop once I got home, got out and ran to the bathroom, all the while I can feel this load in my pants as baby's with a full diaper would feel. I sat down on the crapper and the rest is history. The happy ending to this story is that there was no shit on my car seat.</p><p></p><p>Sent from my SM-N960U using the <a href="http://r.tapatalk.com/byo?rid=92568" target="_blank">svtperformance.com mobile app</a></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Hef, post: 16497787, member: 195431"] Since we're all family here, I'll share this story...... So I bought a cherry work car for 3k Monday night. Previous to picking it up at 6, i had a bit of tuna salad. It must have hit my post workout drink and didn't agree, I shit twice. I figured I'd have a window to go down the road and get it and make it back in time in the event there was a next round of shit. Well i got to the guys house and the cramps started. I noticed he still had his plates on as he is counting the money. At this point the cold sweats started and I grabbed the screwdriver and said " I'll get the plates off while youre counting the money". Now as I do this, I was in between contractions so I thought all is going to be ok. He handed me the keys and asked if I had any questions. Now the gut started rumbling again, I knew I was on borrowed time. The car was literally a mile from my house, so not very far. There i am, driving home, half way home and I realize shit is getting real, i even rolled through two stop signs. The minute I hit my street, the ole bunghole can't hold any more so it begins to seep. Its at this point I lift off the seat for fear of soiling this new (to me) car. Well, it began to come out. I come to a screeching stop once I got home, got out and ran to the bathroom, all the while I can feel this load in my pants as baby's with a full diaper would feel. I sat down on the crapper and the rest is history. The happy ending to this story is that there was no shit on my car seat. Sent from my SM-N960U using the [URL=http://r.tapatalk.com/byo?rid=92568]svtperformance.com mobile app[/URL] [/QUOTE]
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