[ WP ] A robber breaks into your house at the worst moment possible : while you have diarrhea .

It was the middle of the night and I sat on my toilet. The sweat on my forehead, my rectum burning with the intensity of the Sahara desert. These are the moments I regret eating sushi from take away restaurants. 
 
 Between the artillery barrages coating the toilet brown and leaving an awful stench, I heard a noise coming from my front door next to the bathroom. The window was being smashed, so they could reach the inside door handle and gain entrance. 
 
 As I held my breath I could feel that sensation in my belly. The sensation you get that an inevitable storm will hit any second now. My heart was racing in my chest. Not only was my body getting ready for fight or flight, but also to bombard the already brown puddle in my toilet. 
 
 As I hear very soft noises coming from the door next to me, my body decided to let all hell break loose. I screamed get the fuck out from the top of my lungs, while the carpet bombing commenced and was clearly audible. 
 
 I hear footsteps clearly walking on the broken glass and the front-door being shut once again. I could breath. For now.
