>>12769136It will happen when I go to Taco Bell. That's when my bowels will move. The food plans laid long ago, before tonight's dinner, and older still, will come to fruition. They're trying to force its way out of my shitter. Watch for these signs:
>Three hard shell tacos will become one >A spicy sauce packet will drift away >A horrendous shart will sound in the bathroom but not kill>The bar will gorge itself on gordita crunches >Wagies will speak and move about.>The napkin will fly above the trashcan>The belly of the pepsi machine will drip water>Two intercom orders will call out in a silence that none will hear.>A side of guac will stand on a seven layer burrito>The quesadilla lovers will starve.>The turd will leave my ass forever.>The fresh dump and the toilet will strike 