Overwhelming

I have a rather powerful headache right now so we'll see what comes out of it....

With the weekend coming and my being busy, I thought I'd write something funny. Hope it makes you smile a bit! Be warned, its not for the faint of composure.


Everyone in the office turned and stared. There I stood, as embarrassed as could be. It would figure that right in the middle of hour of silent prayer for old Steve, who died last night of leukemia, my body would choose to fart.

Not just any fart either! It was a wet fart! The sound resonated through the office and I swear to god, it even shook the windows. Like someone detonating a fart bomb it rocked the cubicle walls and shook the foundation of the building. If I wasn't so embarrassed, I'd be proud.

I sheepishly ducked my head back into my four walled prison, face beet red, and grabbed my chair. I sat down and felt a squishing sensation. My chair was wet. And so was I. Whatever I sat in was now trickling down my leg. And that's when the realization hit me.

I didn't fart.

I shat myself.