One time two summers ago I was bored at my fraternity house and decided to see if I could poop off the roof. As I squatted over the edge of the roof and started to push I realized that I didn’t pull my pants down all the way to my ankles. When the poop started to fall I noticed that it was not landing on the ground below but in my pants. I then started to pee all over myself while running to the bathroom screaming.
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