When my cousins and I were very young,
we often played hide and go seek at our homes.
Like any good kid we loved to eat chocolate,
and could never seem to leave them alone.
My uncle George had a bad stomach ache,
he was constipated for at least a week.
So my aunt went out to the nearby market,
and got him a tasty treat to eat.
It came in a small plastic bag,
I'm guessing there was probably around twenty.
She left them on the kitchen counter,
and never thought to count how many.
Well she went upstairs to change her clothes,
and as she did she closed the bedroom door.
My little cousins and I ran around the house,
and as we went through the kitchen something hit the floor.
It was a bag full of chocolate mints,
that we just couldn't pass up.
Not knowing the consequences later on,
we sat there and ate them all up.
About an hour or two later,
we were full as can be.
We sat down on the couch for a while,
and watched some TV.
Our stomachs were turning continuously,
we were so queasy, nauseous, and sick.
We thought maybe we ran a little too much,
so a little rest would do the trick.
So we all decided to lie down on the floor,
and then unfortunately to our surprise.
Our aunt was standing over all of us,
with a savage look in her eyes.
She showed us the plastic bag,
and asked where the candy had disappeared.
At once our stomachs took a turn for the worst,
and as we took off she just stood there and cheered.
She screamed "Good for you little kids,
I hope that you've learned your lesson.
These aren't your everyday chocolate mint candies,
they're for your Uncle George's constipation!"
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Adding your comment:
Good, funny story 
Still haven't peed though.
