Sitting on a porcelain bowl is a 14 year old Asian boy, a quite *ahem* chubby kid with the most stupid face you have ever seen. Currently, he is declaring war against his bowels with a strained face and red buttocks.

  "WHY ME! OH GOD! I KNEW I SHOULDN'T HAVE EATEN THAT BURRITO!", our hero screams in agony.

  "SHIIIITT!!!! ITS COMING OUT! ITS COMING OUT!", tears strained his face as he tries to excrete his problems away.

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  *PLOP* a monstrosity of such volume shoots out of the gates of Hell. "Whew! That was a close one", relief washes over him, but his problems aren't done yet as a heavenly scent wafts upon his nose.

  "Ah I can see the light~-~-~-"

  Our protagonist quickly faints on the porcelain seat, his senses overloaded with smells.

  AN: AHAHAHAH how do you like that? Toilet humor? Immature? I can be immature because I am 14 years old! Well... I know better but I can't resist~~~ OK I won't do it again~~~ I promise :) please don't be offended.