It was my college open house that afternoon. I had arrived at the campus 30 minutes early (I prefer to being that early, just so I can be settled.) Once I made my way into the main building, they had me sign in and wait in the lounge until the tour began. I sit down on one of the leather seats and patiently wait. I decided while I wait that I'd watch Netflix on my phone. Before I began whatever I was watching, I saw on the tables beside the seats, there were small bowls of what seamed to be these Haribo Gummi Bears. I hadn't really eaten anything since that morning, so I decided to dive right into those sweet, sweet colorful bears. Everyone else in the lounge was enjoying them as well. I started my film on Netflix and began to enjoy myself. Soon enough, the tour was about to begin. The woman who was giving the tour happened to be one of the professors I was going to have once I attended the school in the next month. She began the tour and was showing us where the labs are in the main building and talking about financial aid stuff from time to time. About 10 minutes in, I felt a slight pain in my intestine. I swept it off as nothing and continued around the campus. We had made it into the library when suddenly the pain got even worse. I put my hand on my stomach and stood still for a second. I look at the others and they all had the same expression I did. Soon enough, I could feel the fecal disaster that was about to be brought down upon me. It was getting worse and worse by the second. The amount of waste that was building up inside me was becoming unbearable. I had to interrupt the woman and ask her wear the bathroom was. She turned around and jumped back slightly to see her entire group holding themselves trying not to literally explode from the inside out. Our guide nervously pointed out the bathroom just across the way in the library. All 10 of us waddled our way to what is now our safe haven. Unfortunately, one of us didn't make it. One of my soon-to-be colleagues had fallen to the floor, and before we knew it he was blasting fecal matter from his pants. He was yelling for us to hurry before it was too late. He curled up and erupted even more, there was nothing but a puddle surrounding him and staining the floor. We all waddled as fast as we could. Soon we managed to reach the restroom. There was only one. It was a unisex bathroom. Looked like we were all in this together. We ran in and there were only 2 stalls. There were 10 of us. I had managed to snag one stall and someone else grabbed the other one. I was not ready for the unholy thing I was going to do in this restroom. All I could hear was the eruption of both our colons unleashing hell into the toilet bowl. I was nowhere near finished. Suddenly, I can hear not one, but all of my colleagues that were waiting groaning in agony as they could no longer clench their anus. They all at the same time began erupting. It was getting everywhere. I could see it getting all over the floor and even some diarrhea dripping down from the walls. One of them seemed to have given up and fallen to the floor, but his colon wasn't done yet. None of ours were. I was in that hell for an hour or so. When it was finally over, I felt nothing but the burning sensation that was left behind from the nuclear attack in my intestines. Don't eat these. Don't do it, man. http://www.amazon.com/gp/aw/d/B000EVOSE4?qid=1431464676&sr=8-1&vs=1 Don't eat them trust me