Pooping at Target - ON TARGET

My friend David was shopping for cards at a local Target department store near Charleston, SC and was in fact on the greeting card aisle perusing the selection of cards, carrying a handheld shopping cart when suddenly the urge struck. David quickly dropped his cart, clenched his throbbing butt cheeks and made an urgent dash to the restrooms in the front of the store.


David barely made it to the first stall and got seated before there was an explosion like a mighty river of liquid fire bursting forth from his loins into the mighty Target bowl. Before he knew what struck him, the everpresent flow of his bowels erupted forth filling the bowl with a force like no other. As David was moaning and writhing with gut wrenching spasms, he heard a meek young voice from outside the stalls.......

"Ewwwww, daddy, smells like poo!" the young voice strongly proclaimed. David sulked in his stall hanging his head in shame and waited until the young boy and his father left the bathroom. David quickly exited the stall and darted from the bathroom and out the front door of Target, never to purchase the greeting cards he originally sought to buy.

To this day, David has ambivalent feelings about entering the portals of Target as the ambiguous emotions surrounding the events of that day inevitably come flooding back into his mind.....much like that mighty river of liquid fire that came spewing forth like molten lava from his buttocks that fateful day.