A STORY OF A FLYING SHIT

A man was walking through paddy fields near his village one day on his way to his mother in law's house in the next village, when suddenly he felt the urge of needing the toilet. The fields were vastly covered in newly grown rice plants in a vibrant green color, and they had reached up to about 30cm tall. The man was getting quite desperate, but he wasn't very confident he'll make it to their house in time. Even then, he'll have to run in without speaking to them straight into the toilet, which would be disrespectful.

The only solution was to shit in the field, which was very open but no one was around. He rolled up his lungi (sarong), and squatted, balancing on his two feet and pressurised his shit to go out.The man shitted on the ground with a blast and then stood up. He looked around to see if anyone was watching, but there wasn't anyone. Suddenly he looked down at a moving object on the ground, and to his amazement, it was his shit which had formed legs and feathers was running,Trying to fly away from him! He felt very happy, and thought to himself, 'Wow, my shit is alive and flying!'. His shit then disappeared into the paddy fields and he carried on walking to his in law's village feeling very relieved.