Dookie Story

It's been a while since I have talked about my poop & I have some time to burn before I can get off of work, so here is a nice little tale about my dook....

I was in Vegas on vacation with my friend, Hooserchino. We had drank all night & hit a cheap buffet downtown. A couple of hours later, I felt a rumble in my tummy, so I told Hooserchino to play some slots because I was going to be a while. I went into a casino bathroom & thank gawd, it was empty. I chose the stall that was furthest from the door. There had to be 20 stalls in the restroom. It was huge. I felt all the beer & buffet come out in a rush that wouldn't stop. It hurt so much it felt good. Well I heard the door open and a couple of elderly women come in. Of course one chooses the one right next to me out of the 20 that were empty. I even shuffled around so that they knew I was there. Well I hear her enter the stall, pull out a toilet seat cover & the I hear her sniff & gag repeatedly. Good times....