>>21207451I felt great Frustration as I began to produce what can be described as a Magma Storm brewing in my intestines.
I had to Endure. As a Safeguard I pinched it off with Pain Split, but after I heard that Mud Slap the great Sludge Bomb began.
It started to Rollout like Muddy Water of extreme Magnitude.
In need of some Aromatherapy I had to Psych Up, and convince myself these were Fake Tears I wiped away from my eyes.
Letting out a mighty Howl with each powerful Mud Shot, my rear burned hotter than Sacred Fire.
This had to be Punishment for eating all those berries, as I am now convinced this is 80% Gastro Acid.
I could feel it coming, my Judgement time, one final Searing Shot, and I know it is going to Play Rough.
I let out a Noble Roar, and refused to Hold Back as I took my Final Gambit.
My Echoed Voice filled the house as I released a mighty Eruption, and the Acid Spray of my Gunk Shot began to Chip Away the enamel of the toilet with every Explosion. It was a constant Barrage, a Stockpile of ungodliness leaving me with Extreme Speed.
I must Confide that the Parting Shot had gave me great relief.
Void of pain, and performing a relieved Quiver Dance, I partook of some Smelling Salts, to help overcome the Soft-Boiled Poison Gas filling the room.
A quick Milk Drink was enough to Refresh me for the challenge to come. This may Astonish you, but I cannot Slack Off. I must Endeavour, as my guts are screaming Encore.
