Where to begin...
Back when I was 6 there was this kid I was cool with but really didnt consider a friend. Anyway we're at my house playing
and dude tells me he has to use teh bathroom. So he goes in and 30 seconds later this starts screaming and came out the bathroom crying with his short still around his ankles.
He says he got scared by a cockroach and that he
shyt ON MY FLOOR! I tell him to pick it up but he went home crying.
So here I am stuck cleaning up his shyt. So fast forward a few days and me and one of my boys are at his house. So I tell my boy to keep him busy downstairs cuz I got some work to do.
So I know his moms was a clean freak and had some gloves in the kitchen. I go and grab them and then went to the bathroom and took the shyt of a lifetime
I was surprised at the time that my body could produce so much shyt. So I put the gloves and started smearing the shyt all over the bathroom
I go and get my boy and we dip. 20 minutes go by and dude comes to my house w/ his mom. His mom grabs me by the ear and I kick the bytch and told her to go fukk herself
Later on in the day the lady called my house and told my mom what I did. I told my mom shyt happens
and she proceeded to beat the fukk out of me
TL;DR Dont shyt on my floor brehs