Confession #4930 - 09/26/2005 - 05:33 PM

My dad and I were in France. We had rented a car and were driving around Normandy, etc. I was about 25, I think. Anyway, travel always messes with my bowels and I had the trots pretty bad. We got to Rouen and couldn't find the hotel. I had to crap and farted a couple of times. We finally found the hotel, but the room was not ready. My problem seemed to pass, so we drove to the center of town and walked around the cathedral area, etc., where Joan of Arc was executed. I noticed these three college-age girls following us around, but I didn't think anything of it. When we finally got to the hotel and I got in the bathroom, I pulled down my pants and learned that one of my earlier farts had blasted liquid crap through my underwear and jeans. There was a perfect brown circle right where my crack was. The college girls were following me because they were making fun of me. I hate the French!

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