Don't you just hate it when you're sitting there enjoying a movie and all of a sudden you realize, "I'm gonna crap myself, right this second!!!" You jump up, spilling your coffee, kick the cat out of the way, trip over the dog and sprain your ankle, shoulder check your spouse like a fat girl running after the taco truck, undo your belt while clenching your ass so tight that Diamond Miners are knocking at your front door and with your pants around your ankles you blowjob waddle/hop/limp to the toilet, park your narrow (or wide, as the case may be) down and all you get is...
Nothing. Just a breath of not so fresh air.
I hate that.