The internal gasy, gastrointestinal buildup, throughout the day on Sunday, of a wet, steamy shit
inevitably to be dumped at the office on
Monday morning. Sunday
Crock Potting typically gestates a massive excrement as a result of a weekend of partying and poor dietary choices.
What the hell happened in that bathroom? Looks like there was
swamp buggy race in the toilet and the smell is enough to make me retch.
George had a long weekend. He warned me he had been Sunday
Crock Potting and I might not want to go in there.