Junie B went to the bathroom to move her bowels. "Add an E to the word 'bowl' and you get 'bowel'!" Junie B placed her bottom on the toilet.
She squinted her eyes, held her breath, and pushed the muscles in her belly as hard as she possibly could. But nothing came out.
"Damn it! I want to poop in that toilet! I'm going to grab that Q Tip and poke it out!"
Junie B kept pushing to the point blood vessels popped out of her eyes, and pushed the poop back UP as she used the Q Tip.
"I had an extra cheese and pepperoni pizza with diet coke! And I ate a whole package of cheddar string cheese!"
"I think I ate too much cheese..." Junie B was exhausted from pushing a rock hard poop and shoving it back up.
Junie B ate a whole can of lentil beans along with a cup of water.
Splash!
"YES! IT'S OUT NOW!" Junie B screamed in relief. She flushed the poop down the toilet.
That's the end of the story, folks. What should I write next?
