Tragic Story of the Doo Doo

Once upon a time, at a sunny day in Spain at exactly 5:30 PM Eastern European time, a fellow that will not be named was returning home after the longest walk he'd make. He felt thy urge of releasing feces peacefully in his bathroom's toilet. As he sat down, he pushed as he could. Then, thy man's stomach felt a weakening rumble, together with the loudest fart sound ever. Whatever could be that sound and stench? He'd ask to himself. Although, he did not know the consequences he was about to face. He opened his eyes in horror as he stared at the sloppiest, smelliest, chunkiest worm filled shart ever. He began to freak out like a human toddler would. He finally exhaled with a brave feeling and built up the courage to flush down said turd. But it got even worse. He yelled, he screamed, while the toilet started breaking and smearing water mixed with the smelly poop with worms. The next day, he went to a psychologist. He recommended medical assistance. It turns out, as he had stage 3 bowel cancer. He never recovered from it, so at 7:56 PM, He typed out thy suicide note for thy colon has been ruptured, no doo doos shall ever feel better again, the fellow walks down to the docks, ties the 40kg concrete to thy one's leg for he is heartbroken. He jumps painfully choking on water as he dies for he meets the relief of death.

The fellow's family found his suicide note on a walk to the dock. His own dad read the note, started tearing up, grazed to his knees while staring to the sky, and painfully screamed:

"WHYYYYYY!!!!"

That's all, folks!

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