THEN WHO WAS SHIT?

YOU MAY WANT TO GET A FRESH PAIR OF PANTS READY FOR THIS ONE STORY!

I WENT TO VISIT GRANDMAMA, BUT THERE WAS BAD SMELL.

"THERE IS A BIG SHIT MESS IN MY PANTS, UPCLEAN IN 6.66 SECONDS OR U WILL NEVER SLEEP AGAIN!!!!!1"

I CLEANED THE SHIT FOR HOURS WHILE GRADMAMA POURED HER SPECIAL HOMEMADE GRAVY RECIPE DOWN THE BACK OF MY 70S POLYESTER SHIRT AND INTO MY DANGEROUSLY EXPOSED BUTT CRACK. I PASSED OUT BRIEFLY FROM ALL THE CLEANING, WHICH WAS LONG ENOUGH FOR GRANNY TO SNEAK A RAW TURKEY BETWEEN MY BUTTCHEEKS TO COOK FOR 30 MINUTES ON HIGH.

I WOKE UP SEVERAL HOURS LATER TO FIND SHE HAD LEFT WITH MY SPARE PANTS, AND THE TURKEY WAS BEING SERVED FOR CHRIMBUS BREAKFAST... BUT THE TURKEY WAS COVERED IN SHIT. HAAAHAHAHA, CLASSIC GRANDMA!