Here's a story a while back when I was with my ex gf. Okay so she drove a TSX right...... haha f**king hilarious! We went to some girls birthday dinner on the other side of town, we just happen to be eating at an Italian restaurant. Well knowing me, I get the shits almost everytime after eating pasta! We drive back towards my house and that's when I start getting the bubble gutts. We heard the birthday girl was having a party at this other location (which is about 15 minutes from my house), I was like okay that's fine I'll just blow up their bathroom, whatever.
Man, upon arriving, there was like 7-8 cars lined up outside the gate of apartments (entry only by resident CARD, no keypad) f**king bummer. This is when it really gets interesting, I fart here and there, stomach feeling like it's f**king beating on itself, and the apt. gate is STILL NOT OPEN. I told my ex, "I'm not going to make it inside, we have to go back to my house." She was like oh stfu and wait they're almost getting the gate open. Well... As much as I didn't want to even be there, I said f**k it, turtle head in and out and I couldn't hold it anymore.
I tell you what, shitting in your pants, warm s**t at it, driving for a good 15 minutes, BUMPY road is NOT fun.
God I hated that b***h too! So far, I've shitted once and threw up once in her TSX. She's a f**king crazy ass b***h I swear.