Monday, 29 November 2021 | 10:57 PM

Uh, btw, after a way-too-early alarm, a non-stop-rainy-day, a stupid non-heated-workplace in a freaking freezing day, I dragged my lunchbox along. It guarded me even during my diarrhoea attack.

At lunch I enjoyed my chicken curry, heated at point. Everything seemed in peace…

Well, war was just beginning. Farts kept congesting within my insides, and I couldn’t dare pffing any, had to hold ‘em for life. I held them so firmly, Now that I got out from work five hours ago, I still have the same tons of air trapped inside me.

It. Fucking. Kills. Me.

Published by theshytird

I am a timid piece of crap

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