The pain was too great for Steve when he couldn't motivate a bowel movement. He decided an assurito was the only way out of his predicament and plunged his hand deep until his colon was once again free.

"I am going to the mall to look for some trade"
"The club was packed with trade, honey"

hmm...smells like assuritos...where's the mexican??

Damn, that mexican smells like assurito. He must be alergic to soap and water.