Explosive Diarrhea: From One Ass to Another

Girl Gets Revenge on Teacher Who Wouldn't Allow Her to Use the Restroom

By: Tori Reader

February 05, 2010

Think back to the 6th grade, when you spent the entire night devising a plan to out-prank everyone else and the next day you and your friends would get to school early just so you could hang out and then be late for class. My best friends consisted of Shelly, the quiet prankster; Rachel, the jokester; Niki, the girly girl; Stephanie, the one who never fell for anything; and Tiffany, the ditzy, yet hardcore prankster. Tiff had gotten everyone, even our teachers, but for some reason we could never get her back. That is until Shelly tried to get us all, but Tiffany was the only one who fell for it, and she didn’t just fall, she exploded.

We all knew each other very well, and we all knew that if Shelly had gum or candy (which was the shit when you’re that age) she never announced it, much less offered it to anyone. So when I got to school and the first thing she says to me is, “Do you want some gum,” I grabbed it from her. I realized it was in a plastic and foil pop-out pack, and gum didn’t come like that back then, at least not regular gum. I gave it back simply because the look on her face told me she was up to something. The rest of our crew strolled in one by one, each greeted with a huge smile from Shelly offering them gum. Most of them were just as quick as I was to catch on, well, except Tiffany. She took 3 pieces and it’s only 8 am.

By lunch, she had chewed the entire pack, and was probably still chewing it. After lunch, we all had math class together. Our teacher was the wicked witch of the world and never let anyone leave class, no matter what. And since Tiffany was known for wandering the halls just to get out of class, this lady wasn’t about to let her go anywhere. Which eventually exploded in her face.

By this time, Shelly had told the rest of us that it was Ex-Lax gum. Halfway through the class, we could all hear the rumbles of Tiffany’s stomach, and the look on her face was priceless. Our teacher had the look of disgust on her face, which made it even funnier. We tried to contain ourselves as she painfully began to beg and plead to use the restroom. I don’t know if it was worse for her or the teacher.

Needless to say, the teacher wouldn’t let her leave class; apparently the horrible aroma of continuous farts didn’t bother her. It smelled so bad, other teachers were walking through the hall trying to figure out what smelled so bad. Tiffany, being the type of person who will get revenge on anyone, comes up with a more than explosive idea. Forced to sit by the witch, she grew anxious as she realized that she could no longer hold in all the shit that had been trying to escape her ass for about an hour. She boldly stood up, walked directly in front of the teacher, dropped her pants, and at the exact moment that her ass begins to violently explode, she sits on the teacher’s lap. Now that’s explosive diarrhea from one ass to another!!!

Editor's Note: I would like to thank Tori Reader for writing this awesome post (which is a 100% true story) exclusively for this site. Tori, I owe you one!  ;-)