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When I was fresh at first grade I didn't realise I can take a shit at school at I hold it untill I just pooped a ball of corny hard as rock shit that just swooshed it's way down my first graders jogger pants and got stuck down there between my leg and his pants cage.

I didn't tell anyone and didn't know what to do so i just started walking around in the schoolyard while everyone and skipped a couple of classes until one of the teachers noticed me, asked me what's up am figured out I am carrying a devilish spiking rock of shit in my pants for a few hours. She could my dad and he picked me up to go home. We didn't talk the whole drive. we just never talked about it.