Cheryl Cole bathroom problem

 

***WARNING*** The following story contains references to flatulence and bathrooms. Some might find this disgusting. ***

Cheryl Cole bathroom problem

Cheryl Cole had many incidents that involved flatulence and bathrooms in her career. She even did an interview where she talked about breaking wind on airplanes extensively. She remarked that whenever anything like that would happen, everyone always assumed that it was her. This was a truly embarrassing aspect of her life but one that kept coming up time and time again. She was accused of braking wind on live television as well. It was something that she was always being accused of. This embarrassing topic reared its head during a talk show appearance.

The host brought it up. Cheryl was mortified. “This is horrendous. Why do I always end up talking about this?” “Well, I don’t know Cheryl, but if it keeps coming up, maybe there is a reason why. I think I am getting a whiff right now,” he joked. “Hey, that’s revolting. I have not broken wind.” The audience laughed. “Well, we know that you were discussing airplanes and airplane toilets and the like. Well, we prepared something very special just for you. Let’s have a look.”

A converted airplane bathroom was rolled out. It had also been converted into a gunge tank. “Cheryl, we know you have some problems in this area, so we thought that you could use a little lesson, please join us.” Cheryl shook her head. She blushed and laughed. “I can’t bloody believe this,” she muttered to herself. He helped her inside. “Why are these things always so cramped and so smelly?,” she asked. “Well, we thought you would feel right at home in there, Cheryl,” the host said. “Very funny,” she scoffed.

“A word of friendly advice to everyone. Never sit next to Cheryl on the plane. And don’t be the one to use the bathroom after she has.” She scowled at him, blushing. He then reached in and puled the flush mechanism. “Oh no, something has gone wrong. It’s malfunctioning I think.” He then ran off.

Brown, lumpy gunge then began to fall all over Cheryl. Wet brown gunge also shot out of the toilet and the sink. It was such a small space that the mess got everywhere. The brown mess poured down upon Cheryl. She screamed and shrieked as she was covered in sloppy brown muck. It poured down her hair, face and down her body. It splattered all over her legs. The crowd roared in laughter as she was splattered in mess. She waived her hands about in the air. The studio was filled with bathroom noises. The host made out that Cheryl was making them.

When the mess stopped, he walked over. “Oh Cheryl. I didn’t expect that. It is getting a bit pungent in here. You weren’t kidding. I can see why this issue keeps coming up for you. You really messed the airplane toilet up. Don’t anyone go in there for about twenty minutes.” “It wasn’t me,” she shouted.