This tale is about the first time I took a shit in my girlfriend's house. I was a freshman in college. This took place during Spring Break, and I was hanging out at her's and her mom's house on the last day. We've dated since last February, but I refuse to shit in front of her. The reason? I take massive shits. Like, large paper towel tube sized, painful shits. I could clog an airplane toilet if I wanted to. We're hanging out in her room, watching TV, and I feel it. I feel that familiar pain in my smaller intestines. "Run" says my mind. I run into their shared bathroom, drop my pants, and lay the biggest turd I've ever had to push out of myself. It hit the water so hard, so densely, that water shot out of the toilet and went on the floor in front of the toilet. My girlfriend knocks asking if I'm okay. It had been 25 minutes. I tell her I'm fine, just go back. She doesn't ask anymore- she's heard stories of my chocolate tre...