Replying to:Ralph (Developer)As he contemplates the rarity of some sentient burritos pass
As it turns out, the burritos enacting waste removal was a subconscious symbol his mind projected to warn him about the very things he loved aiming to destroy him from the inside out, but he never realised this because his guts were too busy destroying themselves
A man finished eating his Taco Bell meal.
Expectedly, he then proceeded to walk into the bathroom.
He groaned. “Mama Mia… those double-stuffed beans aren’t sitting well”
So he got them a much comfier chair to sit on
And then they shat themselves, the poor dysentery riddled bastards
As he contemplates the rarity of some sentient burritos passing a bowel movement, he sits on the toilet himself
As it turns out, the burritos enacting waste removal was a subconscious symbol his mind projected to warn him about the very things he loved aiming to destroy him from the inside out, but he never realised this because his guts were too busy destroying themselves
Suddenly, he hears the public restroom door slam open, heavy boot steps approach his stall
The noise of wet tiles being stomped on grew closer with every second, but the man had to finish his dump at all costs
Suddenly, a paper slips under the door
For some reason, He wanted to scream but he couldn’t. It’s almost as If something is telling him something will happen If he screams.
He held his breath, chills going down his spine.
The man was still outside the stall, unmoving.
Just waiting.
An indian voice booms out from the bottom of his lungs, asking “can you please leave man I need to use the toilet”
The man was gigan, the end.
This could make for a great Trollpasta