It happens to everyone at one time or another. For some, it may happen
more then we care to brag or talk about. There is nothing you can do about
it. Its Nature, doing its thang. Some blame the nasty food they had and
others will say its the meds, but when the bowels let loose on you without, so
much as a warning.....Bang. I mean BAM. You are a proud owner of a
nasty waste packet that someone else is going to clean up. If its solid,
better. But if its a loose and running bowel movement, you may require the
5th
Fleet of blind medics to begin the process of cleaning you up. The shoes
and socks first and then careful the pants or trousers. If the aide or
aides are nothing careful, you have racing stripes of feces running down to
your heels and toes. One blue chuck is never enough and you need 8 of them
before you begin the task.
Not to mention the indignation and embarrassment to one's hollowed ego.
There is no words in the English language that can describe the experience
and fewer words to utter an apology.
This is truly a memorable experience and one that no one every forgets.....
until you get cleaned up and redressed, only to perform the "Midnight
Shuffle" once again with no warning.
Anyone with a #2 Story they wish to share? If you haven't had the
experience ..... yet, that's ok, because we all know that at some time or
another...... everyone gets caught doing the "Midnight Shuffle" or the Mustang
Sally.
Best Wishes
