Jet Powered

I won't talk about what restaurant I ate from last night, but the resulting stream of liquid shit that was shooting out of my ass during the lunch break was strong enough to almost lift me off the toilet a good five inches, had I only been twenty pounds lighter.

Not happy things, no.  But when hardened Soldiers are staggering out of the bathroom, reeling from the green haze and choking out "CLEAR THE BACKBLAST AREA FIRST, DAMMIT!" then I figure it's worthy enough to post.