you're walking down the street and you see a man with a bright green mohawk running down the side walk opposite to you. you stop and stare at him for a second. something seems to be off. 

you stare at his retreating back for another second, before realising he is just a dog with huge balls but theyre not even huge you're just tripping hard from the lsd pills you took earlier because your sketchy doctor said they would help your severe bowel issues but they really dont because now you're busting to pop a fat diarrhea and u contemplate going to a bathroom and releasing the bomb but you realise that's such a waste of time and decide to squat right here and diarrhea.  

it's quite comfortable actually