AngieFartLand

How is it possible that there are so many brownies in just mine? One after another falls out of me and hits the surface of the water. The whole movie is a constant splashing.

The entire movie I throw out countless pieces of cookies, how on earth did so many fit inside me?

Quick spike, quick but intense action right before leaving. This time I cheated fate and the brownie didn't ruin my plans.

'll take off the professional exam, I can't postpone it, and I have gastric problems. I sit in the bathroom with my laptop on my lap, I take a tight shot so that too much of the background behind me isn't visible. I want them to think I'm in the living room. I start to answer a question and suddenly there's a loud noise, splashes hitting the water in the toilet powerfully. They hear it and see my face. I start to cough to pretend it's that sound. After a while, another splash and a cough. FUCK! I feel awful. Another part of the exam and bass and wet farts shoot out of me. While I'm answering the question, at the same time, I fart nonstop. I'm devastated, embarrassed. HUMILIATED

I was sitting in the bathroom, pressed against the toilet by a sudden, painful stomach upset. My body had completely rebelled. It was late morning, and I was supposed to be in the conference room already, prepared for one of the most important meetings of my career — a tender negotiation with international clients that both my boss and I had worked hard to secure.

During the workout I felt this specific tension in the lower abdomen. I had a green smoothie earlier, so that's probably why I feel it so intensely. When I sit down on the toilet something unimaginable happens, I drop the most brownies I've ever dropped. You can hear splash after splash, the brownies keep falling out of me. I've never been in a situation where I threw out so many blocks

I have a plumber at home, he is fixing the pipes by my toilet, I have to chase him away because he wants to use the toilet. He reluctantly leaves the toilet. When I manage to sit down and start to empty myself, I hear his footsteps behind the door, he was supposed to go to the car, but he is near me. Thick blocks fall into the toilet one after another, and he stands and listens. He pretends he is not there, but it is so quiet that I can hear his breathing! More pieces and wet farts fall into the toilet, and he is still eavesdropping on me. I suddenly run to the door, but he managed to jump out and hide. This is some kind of masquerade!

I'm in a hurry to see the psychiatrist, I stopped at the toilet, I want it to go quickly, but it's not going the way I want it to. I managed, I threw away the brownie.
I’m sitting in the bathroom, just next to the psychiatrist’s office. My stomach gives me no choice – I have to go. I pray it’ll be quiet, discreet... but no such luck. Each piece hits the water with a loud splash, echoing like a drumroll of shame.

I know he can hear it. He’s just on the other side of the wall, and I’m supposed to bare my soul to him in a few minutes. The embarrassment washes over me like a wave. I leave the bathroom like a defeated soldier – flushed, humiliated, with my dignity in tatters.

I felt something was wrong, I had too much of it in my butt and stomach. Laxatives didn't work, nothing else did. Desperate, I reached for a cigarette and it worked! It turned out to be the best laxative. I unblocked the most hidden and lingering blockages. Those powerful sloshing sounds made me realize how clogged I was inside

How is it possible that there are so many brownies in just mine? One after another falls out of me and hits the surface of the water. The whole movie is a constant splashing.

The entire movie I throw out countless pieces of cookies, how on earth did so many fit inside me?

Quick spike, quick but intense action right before leaving. This time I cheated fate and the brownie didn't ruin my plans.

'll take off the professional exam, I can't postpone it, and I have gastric problems. I sit in the bathroom with my laptop on my lap, I take a tight shot so that too much of the background behind me isn't visible. I want them to think I'm in the living room. I start to answer a question and suddenly there's a loud noise, splashes hitting the water in the toilet powerfully. They hear it and see my face. I start to cough to pretend it's that sound. After a while, another splash and a cough. FUCK! I feel awful. Another part of the exam and bass and wet farts shoot out of me. While I'm answering the question, at the same time, I fart nonstop. I'm devastated, embarrassed. HUMILIATED

I was sitting in the bathroom, pressed against the toilet by a sudden, painful stomach upset. My body had completely rebelled. It was late morning, and I was supposed to be in the conference room already, prepared for one of the most important meetings of my career — a tender negotiation with international clients that both my boss and I had worked hard to secure.

During the workout I felt this specific tension in the lower abdomen. I had a green smoothie earlier, so that's probably why I feel it so intensely. When I sit down on the toilet something unimaginable happens, I drop the most brownies I've ever dropped. You can hear splash after splash, the brownies keep falling out of me. I've never been in a situation where I threw out so many blocks

I have a plumber at home, he is fixing the pipes by my toilet, I have to chase him away because he wants to use the toilet. He reluctantly leaves the toilet. When I manage to sit down and start to empty myself, I hear his footsteps behind the door, he was supposed to go to the car, but he is near me. Thick blocks fall into the toilet one after another, and he stands and listens. He pretends he is not there, but it is so quiet that I can hear his breathing! More pieces and wet farts fall into the toilet, and he is still eavesdropping on me. I suddenly run to the door, but he managed to jump out and hide. This is some kind of masquerade!

I'm in a hurry to see the psychiatrist, I stopped at the toilet, I want it to go quickly, but it's not going the way I want it to. I managed, I threw away the brownie.
I’m sitting in the bathroom, just next to the psychiatrist’s office. My stomach gives me no choice – I have to go. I pray it’ll be quiet, discreet... but no such luck. Each piece hits the water with a loud splash, echoing like a drumroll of shame.

I know he can hear it. He’s just on the other side of the wall, and I’m supposed to bare my soul to him in a few minutes. The embarrassment washes over me like a wave. I leave the bathroom like a defeated soldier – flushed, humiliated, with my dignity in tatters.

I felt something was wrong, I had too much of it in my butt and stomach. Laxatives didn't work, nothing else did. Desperate, I reached for a cigarette and it worked! It turned out to be the best laxative. I unblocked the most hidden and lingering blockages. Those powerful sloshing sounds made me realize how clogged I was inside

While working, I sat on the toilet, I feel that it's a good idea because my booger is getting ready to come out. When the blocks fall into the toilet, I burp, at the same time! My boss calls, oh fuck, another splash and burp. I was dying of shame.

While working, I sat on the toilet, I feel that it's a good idea because my booger is getting ready to come out. When the blocks fall into the toilet, I burp, at the same time! My boss calls, oh fuck, another splash and burp. I was dying of shame.

I'm in the park, you know there are other people here, but there's no toilet. It's a scandal, but I manage. I light a cigarette, it always speeds up the process. I start farting, loud and bassy, ??I see someone staring, and what of it ?
I change position, I want to get rid of the farts as soon as possible, but there are more and more of them. I crouch, tense up and throw out ugly wet farts with the addition of..

I'm in the park, you know there are other people here, but there's no toilet. It's a scandal, but I manage. I light a cigarette, it always speeds up the process. I start farting, loud and bassy, ??I see someone staring, and what of it ?
I change position, I want to get rid of the farts as soon as possible, but there are more and more of them. I crouch, tense up and throw out ugly wet farts with the addition of..

Como é possível que haja tantos brownies apenas no meu? Um depois do outro sai de mim e bate na superfície da água. O filme todo é um constante esplácido.

Como é possível que haja tantos brownies apenas no meu? Um depois do outro sai de mim e bate na superfície da água. O filme todo é um constante esplácido.

Todo o filme, eu jogue inúmeros pedaços de biscoitos, como diabos tantos caberam dentro de mim?

Todo o filme, eu jogue inúmeros pedaços de biscoitos, como diabos tantos caberam dentro de mim?

Este filho da puta de enteado me chama para chantagear, dizendo que se eu não o deixar ouvir os sons do meu banheiro, ele vai mandar minhas fotos nuas para meus amigos. Ele vai ainda mais longe e me envia as minhas fotos nuas para meu padrasto!

This step-son of a bitch calls me to blackmail me that if I don't let him listen to the sounds of my toilet he will send my nudes to my friends. He goes even further and sends my nudes to my stepdad!

Pico rápido, ação rápida mas intensa logo antes de sair. Nesta vez, eu enganei o destino e o brownie não arruinou meus planos.

Pico rápido, ação rápida mas intensa logo antes de sair. Nesta vez, eu enganei o destino e o brownie não arruinou meus planos.

I'll take off the professional exam, I can't postpone it, and I have gastric problems. I sit in the bathroom with my laptop on my lap, I take a tight shot so that too much of the background behind me isn't visible. I want them to think I'm in the living room. I start to answer a question and suddenly there's a loud noise, splashes hitting the water in the toilet powerfully. They hear it and see my face. I start to cough to pretend it's that sound. After a while, another splash and a cough. FUCK! I feel awful. Another part of the exam and bass and wet farts shoot out of me. While I'm answering the question, at the same time, I fart nonstop. I'm devastated, embarrassed. HUMILIATED

I'll take off the professional exam, I can't postpone it, and I have gastric problems. I sit in the bathroom with my laptop on my lap, I take a tight shot so that too much of the background behind me isn't visible. I want them to think I'm in the living room. I start to answer a question and suddenly there's a loud noise, splashes hitting the water in the toilet powerfully. They hear it and see my face. I start to cough to pretend it's that sound. After a while, another splash and a cough. FUCK! I feel awful. Another part of the exam and bass and wet farts shoot out of me. While I'm answering the question, at the same time, I fart nonstop. I'm devastated, embarrassed. HUMILIATED

Eu estava prestes a dar apenas gás para sua primeira vez, mas hoje é seu dia de sorte e você também vai ao banheiro comigo.<\/span><\/span> Eu nem sei quantas salpicadas há, porque são muitas!<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/strong><\/p>"