The x's on this post..... its like that time when you were out having a great time, then your stomach started to churn, then growl, then the pain happens and your bent over double..... you're still holding on thinking it will pass then all of a sudden you start feeling hot , like you're going to pass out . You stop anywhere you can, you don't care, roadside, McDonald's wherever... you make the dash its coming, every step you take, it's coming more, sweat pouring out of you. You think the turtles head is forcing its way out but you know, oh nooooo, this is going to be....... a complete disaster, its going to be epic...... you run into the toilet praying no one's in there, YESSSSSS, the cubicles empty, is it clean, who cares, is the seat wet, you stare for about 0000.45 seconds, your pants and your tighty whities are round your ankles dripping wet before your belts undone..........fuck.... you let it launch, its volcanic, you've got no control, ahhhhhhhhhh bababababa... and then the calm, the acid in yiur stomach dissipates everywhere..... you wipe and honestly can't understand how you managed to cover each butt cheek in yellowy mess, but hey, you survived, you are the man..... as you stand up feeling proud you turn around and face your wall of disaster...... shame on you...... SAME... ON.... YOU........ yeah you've been there before, you placed your x, but this is different, this time you disgust the rest of us who have faith......