"Let's go to the woods for some exploring" you say with a grin. So you and your posse head out to the woods to look around a bit. After a few minutes of rock climbing, you get hungry. "You got any chow, Abell" you say with your big stoomach growling. "Uh, sure, I've got some fancy trail mix" says Abell getting a snack bag out. You eat some of the trail mix in your state of hunger, not noticing that Abell spit some out. "Blech!!!" shouted the Magmar. You wonder why he spit it out until he says: "Crap, these are the laxatives my trainer wanted". "Uh oh..." you groan before your big blue butt squishes out a stinking *PLOOPTTYUU*. You know poop is on the way, so what do you do?
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