When I was 4, I was taking a bath when all of a sudden.....I had to fart. Like any other sensible child, I farted.....only It was much much worse. After 2 minutes past since the fart I (unwillingly) reached into the tub and grab some mushy object. After I had grabbed it, I stared at it for a minute or three, when it finally clicked that I took a shit in the bath. I immediately panicked knowing full well my mother would whip my ass, I-.....I ate it. I ate the piece of shit like there was no tomorrow. She never found out, and I oddly don't regret my actions and wouldn't have it any other way...
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