Really Crappy Flash Fiction
6 Word Story:
Spicy burrito. Long car ride. Crap.
100 Word Story:
“Bathroom’s occupied?” I asked hurriedly. Dirty looks from the long line outside answered me. Four cups of coffee and gas station sushi rumbling in my belly didn’t like that answer. Trudging to the back of the line, I could see the future before it unfolded. I wouldn’t make it. The line was moving too slowly; my bowels were moving too quickly. As crowded as it was inside, it looked desolate outside. The row of trees behind the parking lot was looking more and more tempting… Before my rectum surrendered to my poop, I surrendered to my shame. Hey, crap happens.