There is now a Poo called the "Clown-Car Poo." You need to go number 2, but it ends up being 2million! Dayamn! It just keeps coming and coming, and at first you laugh, because like, how did all those poos fit in my butt?? haahaha
But soon it's not funny anymore, and you just want to go home. But you can't.
There's no physical way you could have even had that much crap in you, even if you were God and/or Hercules, but you did.