JIM IS HIM

CHAPTER 84

When was the last time Jim had suffered a stomach ache and had to rush for the toilet? He didn’t remember. It probably never happened after he reached his adolescence because he stopped eating junk food before he even grew a mustache.

However, right now, there was no bathroom around, and Jim had to run into nature. He didn’t care if there was a beer or an elk in the woods. He had to release the pressure cooking in his lower abdomen, or he was afraid of doing the worst possible thing a grown man could do.

Jim went a bit far from the car so that nobody would be able to see or hear his noises. And his bottom blasted everything out like a water pump, and the noise was uncontrollable. The flow was unstoppable. For two whole minutes, it was like a one-sided show. All Jim could do was let his intestines do the work.

Just when he thought it was over, and he should start wiping his ass, his stomach would growl again, forcing him to keep in his squatting position. The problem wasn’t that he cou