So i'm at work and after lunch I knew it was time to drop the post lunch poop so I head into the bathroom. So i'm sittin there droppin off the kids and for some odd reason I felt the need to pull my shirt up over my face. well, in result of that the poop aroma rose upward, lofted into the bottom of my shirt and steamrolled me right in the face. It was like I heard a voice comming from the turds saying "Farva voice-I got you good fucker!!." I started laughin at myself as I just realized I just dutch ovened myself. I then cleaned up and rolled out. the end. (serious)
EDIT: to clear everything up about the "why you pull ur shirt over ur face". I just came from working outside and my face was cold in the bathroom lol