Fecal Position

Sitting on the throne, but tightly coiled while in the grip of sweaty, white-knuckled intestinal distress.

Judd: How was your weekend?

Dirk: Oh dude, you don't wanna know. I went to a stag Friday night and I think the sausage in the sausage and peppers wasn't cooked all the way through. Spent most of the rest of the weekend in the fecal position.

Judd: You're right, I didn't want to know.

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