Rad?

Hello?

What's up, Rad?

Hi.

How's it gone?

Not much. How about you?

Um, I'm, I'm chillin.

I'm, uh I'm you know I'm a gecko what's up with you red

I'm just chilling too just wanted to tell you a story. Oh please. Okay, I kind of just

needed to get this story off my chest because I'm not really sure how to feel about it.

Yet us. When my friend and I, my best friend and I were 13, we went to this water park resort thing, and we were floating down the lazy river together, and no one was around, and she told me that she had this shit really bad and I was like,

okay, let's go to the bathroom.

But she told me that she couldn't hold it and she couldn't make it to the bathroom.

So she pulled down her bikini bottoms and she shit in the Lazy River.

And how did you respond to this?

Well, I was right in front of her and you know, like Lazy Rivers have a current, so the poop started floating towards me.

And like right in the nick of time, she scooped the turds up with her hands and threw it into the bush right next to the lazy river.

She scooped the turt up with her head.

Did the turd not like dissolve into the water a little bit?

I don't know what the chemical composition is of turds,

but I would think that it would like sort of dissolve into a little like diarrhea

mist before was it like a fully solid thing? It was like it looked like little rocks. It wasn't like diarrhea it was like solid

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