It was buzzing around by the window. I grabbed some newspaper, rolled it up, and swat him. He was still alive and moving so I just picked him up and threw it in the toilet. Well, about 5 minutes ago I had to use the restroom and I forgot about the wasp. Im sitting down, pooping. A few turbs came out. Then, I felt something on my ass..kind of thought it was the water running down my cheeks from the splash of the turb. Well, it started to go towards my anus. I jumped up, and as I did so my cheeks smashed together traping the wasp inside my butt. Not a half a second after jumping up I felt the worse stinging in my life. The bastid shoved his thorn right into my soft, rose bud. Im screaming, jumping around and brushing off my anus. Its the worst pain ever. I got him off my ass, and the little ***** just flies up and into another room.
So now, im standing up at the computer. Debating if I should go get my brother so he can put some creme on my swollen rectum. It sucks.
Yep I'm going to call you on that one. No one in their sane mind would throw a wasp in the toilet, not flush it or make sure it's dead, then put their ass in danger by using the toilet. That's just a death wish.
Once an emo got into my house looking for razors. I gave him some heroin and he became happy. So it worked out for everyone, except he got charged with possession and eventually committed suicide.
Once an emo got into my house looking for razors. I gave him some heroin and he became happy. So it worked out for everyone, except he got charged with possession and eventually committed suicide.quiglythegreat
[QUOTE="quiglythegreat"]Once an emo got into my house looking for razors. I gave him some heroin and he became happy. So it worked out for everyone, except he got charged with possession and eventually committed suicide.megagene
So then.......Everybody's happy, right?
Exactly. Plus, I didn't get busted and he did, which then made him go through with his desires. And he was a drifter, so it really did work out entirely.
It was buzzing around by the window. I grabbed some newspaper, rolled it up, and swat him. He was still alive and moving so I just picked him up and threw it in the toilet. Well, about 5 minutes ago I had to use the restroom and I forgot about the wasp. Im sitting down, pooping. A few turbs came out. Then, I felt something on my ass..kind of thought it was the water running down my cheeks from the splash of the turb. Well, it started to go towards my anus. I jumped up, and as I did so my cheeks smashed together traping the wasp inside my butt. Not a half a second after jumping up I felt the worse stinging in my life. The bastid shoved his thorn right into my soft, rose bud. Im screaming, jumping around and brushing off my anus. Its the worst pain ever. I got him off my ass, and the little ***** just flies up and into another room.
So now, im standing up at the computer. Debating if I should go get my brother so he can put some creme on my swollen rectum. It sucks.-NoLimit-
That last part where you mentioned having your brother put some cream on your...rectum can be taken to mean something other than what I think you would want it.
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