It happened. I finally pooped. And it was the size of a mango. Multiple mangoes. My poor bunghole. They fell hard into the toilet. And you know what that means– MEGA SPLASH! Before I dropped my pants, I lined the bowl water with strips of toilet paper to soften the splashes, but mango #1 sunk all of them, so mango #2 and mango #3 hit the water like bombs exploding. My exposed cheeks had no where to hide, so they were drenched with poo water. It’s been 30 minutes since the poo bombing, and my fart box is still hurting. I’m going home during lunch to wash my poor bum.