Bridget Monyhan gets the flush

 

Bridget Monyhan gets the flush

Bridget Moynahan was one of the main stars of Blue Bloods. She also had been involved with Tom Brady romantically. She was seen by some to be very stuck up. One the show, she always looked stern and uncomfortable, as though she was constipated. She was also pretty sexy as well. She seemed like the perfect candidate to be sent to the Giant Flush. Someone that serious getting covered in embarrassing mess seemed like a perfect fit. She was nominated by her colleagues as well as by her ex to get a surprise messing.

She was told that there would be a surprise for her at the end of the work day, shooting the show. She was not told what it would be. She was just told that it was a richly deserved reward that she would be receiving. She was wearing a smart purple shirt and brown trousers. She certainly never expected anything like the Giant Flush to be in her future. She was slightly conceited. As such, she did not recognise that some people found her to be a little in need of being taken down a peg or two. Throughout the day, she received numerous text messages with veiled references to something happening, but she had no idea how things were going to turn out.

At the end of the day, everyone gathered round. The main star of the show came forward and said that they had a big surprise for Bridget. There also were two surprise guests to give it to her. With that, Mr. G. and Tom Brady entered. Bridget was shocked, to say the least. She could not believe that either of them were there. She was not thrilled about it either. They were both smiling as well.

Mr. G. then began to explain. “It’s great to be here today in honour of you Bridget. You see, your friends, colleagues and Mr. Brady all agree that you really, really are deserving of a very special surprise. You see, they all say that you seem to always have a bug up your ass. As such, they believe that you would be a great candidate to sit in a very special seat. That seat being the throne. Or, as we refer to it, the Giant Flush.” Bridget protested. “No, no, please, you can’t. You can’t do this to me.”  As she sheepishly protested, she was led along to an area where the Giant Flush had been set up. When she saw it, she was at a loss. “No, you can’t. You can’t really. You can’t expect.”

By now, she was already seated on the small toilet with the large toilet bowl above her head. She cringed and looked up. She shook her head. She grimaced. “Oh shit,” she blurted out as she heard the sound of the giant toilet flushing. She looked up as the sloppy brown gunge poured down over her. It flew through the bowl and splashed all over her. She closed her eyes as it oozed down her face and dripped from her nose and chin. It poured down her neck, shoulders and arms. It covered her shirt and her trousers. It seemed to pour for ages. Everyone laughed and snapped photos and videos of her embarrassment.

She was covered from head to toe in thick, brown mess. She frowned and grimaced. She did not like being made to look foolish, but this was beyond any embarrassment that she ever possible imagined. She glared at everyone. They could not stop themselves from laughing.