October 11

You don’t ever have to shit your pants again. Not if you don’t want to. No, really! You won’t ever have to shit your pants ever again. Some of you may like the idea of shitting your pants, the warm mushy feeling of your groin getting filled with the hershiest of squirts, an almost chunky mashed potato consistency, the delightful smell of a 3-day binge expelled from your bowels that wafts up from your nether region and fills your senses with the bad memory-filled weekend of Friday through Sunday. The excitement of someone pointing it out and making that “eww” face as someone close to you gags on the smell of your ass-filled pants. The total embarrassment as you now realize you just did this at your sister’s wedding table. You promised you’d watch your drinking that whole weekend - especially on her “special day” - but everyone else was having such a good time all weekend leading up to it. Why couldn’t you? It will be years before you live this one down. You will always be known as “The Ass Blaster” from here until the divorce is final. I mean, you never have to do that again, not unless you want to, that is.

Reflections

Have I ever shit my pants because of my drinking? If not, do I ever want to?

Daily Challenge

Double wipe today, just because you can.