Dear Steve,
Thanks for uploading this picture of your Aunt & Uncle’s recent vacation in Boca to your twitter account. I’ll be sure to retweet your @steve_weiss account more often. It looks like Aunt Sue and Uncle Michael are really having a blast, and heck, I see where you get your natural athletic ability.
Love,
Bryce
p.s. Is that a powerball over your uncles manjunk?
I just puked a little.
Mortay my man, what it is?
I had to take a crap at a party but of course the bathroom was visible from the living room where everybody was hanging out. I waited for an opportune moment and then darted in. It was a diarrhea massive blast that just kept coming out. The moment of truth came when my hand went to the flusher. Will it work or not? Sure enough, it was one of those nightmare handles that make you hesitate to push all the way down. I pushed and pushed and finally a half assed flush started to swirl down but never made it. Everything clogged up and started to flood back up. I deked it out of there real quick and snuck back to my seat, nobody saw me coming out. About 30 secs. later, some girl shrieked and pointed at the toilet everybody turned and looked. The bathroom door was open and I left the light on. There, cresting over the top, was huge chunks of shit and toilet paper with some corn kernels rolling down the side of the bowl. Everbody was looking around for somebody to blame, I even joined in too with a few accusatory glances. Then the smell hit and wafted all over the living room. The real popular girl who was the hostess tried to downplay everything but to now avail.