About ten minutes later, Lisbon realized that Jane was farting, and squirming again.

"You okay?" Lisbon asked.

"Nope, I've got to shit real bad!"

"Oh, you want to pull over again, or do you think that you can make it to my house?"

Lisbon asked politely.

Personally, she hoped that he could make it to her house.

Unfortunately, Jane said, "No. I'm going to shit in the car now if I can't get out soon!" Jane then, while pulling over, managed to go over a bump.

The bump started pooping into his pants, but he caught it soon, and was out of the car quickly and into the bushes.

Lisbon came outside to see if he was okay, and he said that he was glad for the company.

Jane had diarrhea explosions in the bushes for about 20 minutes, before being able to stand up without shitting.

Lisbon told Jane to let it all drain here, but he said that he needed to get to Lisbon's house before he got any sicker and couldn't drive the car.

Lisbon said fine, and they got into his car.

Within minutes Jane was squirming, and suddenly he said, "I can't hold it any longer, I'm going to shit in my car!" and he started crying.

Lisbon managed to produce a towel from the back seat, and he sat on it.

Jane was still driving, and he still hadn't shit yet.

He kept getting increasingly weird, and then suddenly his whole body contracted, and his ass exploded with shit.

The shit filled the towel, and started flowing onto the seat.

Jane was crying, but by that time they were almost at Lisbon's house.

Suddenly Jane started pissing too, and he was in hysterics.

When we got to Lisbon's house, Jane parked the car, and tried to stand up without smearing the shit all over his car.

They were walking up the pathway to Lisbon's house when suddenly he, while standing up, started shitting in front of Lisbon's house door.

Lisbon unlocked the door, and once he was done shitting, he ran to her bathroom, and continued to shit there.

Lisbon left him alone because that was what he wanted, but when he had been in there for over two hours, Lisbon started to get worried.

Lisbon went into the bathroom, and Jane was still shitting.

Lisbon asked him if it had gotten solid, and he said that it went between rock hard, and diarrhea.

Lisbon told him that she was really sorry, and he said that it's okay. An hour later, he got out of the bathroom, put on pajamas, and by that time it was midnight, so they both went to bed.

Two or three hours later, some terrible smell woke Lisbon up.

Lisbon looked around, and realized that in his sleep, Jane had shit in his sleeping bag.

He was still asleep, but the smell was so bad that Lisbon tapped him.

"Jane, you shit in your sleeping bag" Lisbon told him.

He sat up, grunted, and puked all over himself.

The puke was beans, and chicken, and everything that she had eaten for dinner.

Then he started apologizing, "OMG, I'm so sorry, Lisbon. I really didn't mean to cause you so much trouble."

Lisbon told him not to worry, and gave him an extra pair of pajamas.

They both went back to sleep, except for now he was sleeping in Lisbon's spare bed, because the sleeping bag was COMPLETELY soiled.

Around seven o'clock, Lisbon woke up. Jane was still asleep, so Lisbon let him sleep.

She fixed a breakfast of toast and eggs and bacon. It smelled really good.

Lisbon had just sat down to eat breakfast, when Jane stumbled into the room.

He said that he didn't feel good, but that he thought that it might be because he was hungry.

So, he ate a large breakfast.

They were going to go to an amusement park that day, but it was clear that Jane didn't feel up to it, so they just hang around.

They were both reading, when Jane cried, "I think I'm going to be sick!"

He dry heaved a couple of times, but nothing came out.

"You're going to be fine!" Lisbon told him. Jane said he hoped so, and that he was going to sit in the bathroom and read.

He said that it would make his feel better if Lisbon went with him, so she went with him to the bathroom.

They were talking because he said that made his feel better, when suddenly he said, "Sorry!" turned around, and puked in toilet.

Jane stopped puking, and they talked for another twenty minutes before he announced, "I'm going to hurl!" and turned his back to her and puked.

While puking, though, Jane seemed to let go of his bowels, and diarrhea started streaming out of his ass.

Jane was crying, and hurling and shitting all at the same time.

This continued for about 4 hours (with pauses, of course, although he never completely stopped shitting).

Finally, there was nothing left in his system, so even though he'd heave, only mucus and stomach junk would come out.

So, as it turned out, they spent all of Saturday and into early Sunday morning in the bathroom.

Finally, Lisbon looked into food poisoning. From his symptoms, he had an extreme case of food poisoning, and wouldn't be completely well until Monday evening.

But, by Saturday afternoon he had stopped puking, and only had a bad case of the runs.

So, they went to the amusement park, and one of the fast rides upset his stomach, but he hadn't eaten anything, so he puked mucus all over her, and then proceeded to have bad diarrhea in the seat. Unfortunate.

Anyways, on Tuesday when he was at home, he apologized to her, and she promised to never tell anyone.