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Gosh this is so embarrassing but what the hay.
I was a younger lad 14 or 15 and I felt a urgency coming on. Well I was haflway between my house and the plaza I just left so I decided if I ran I could get home and do my business no problem. Well I was waiting for the elevator(I lived on the 11th floor of 13) and noticed one was out of service! One elevator was working but I thought I could still make it. Finally the elevator opens I jump inside and now its the home stretch. I'm clenching my jaw and my zone. Thank god the elevator didn't stop on the way up or I would have shat myself. Well the door opens and I fly out and run down my hall way, hands scrambling and slipping all over the keys. My hands were sweaty as hell because I was so nervous. As soon as I open the door I bolt for the bathroom, leaving both the front door open and the bathroom door open, as I squat down for relief I drop my load all over the floor right in FRONT of the toilet....So I had to clean up my mess. When my mom came home she said she could smell it all the way from the elevator. Gosh I haven't told anyone not even my mom what happened that one fateful day.
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