Natty's Black Hole First Page
Nathan had a hard time growing up. Not due to any of the normal domestic issues related to most child corruption, but through a medical problem associated with his spine. Nathan's spine was pinching a nerve in ever such a perfect way as to make Nathan completely unawares of when he needed to shit. On top of that not knowing when he had to poop meant he didn't know when or how to use his sphincter. This was hard on the little tyke and made him cry out to his mommy, "My 'phingtor is leaking, MOMMA!". His mother was not a fan of the words butt, bottom, anus or asshole and had reluctantly taught Natty the word sphincter instead, preferring not to name the area at all, but being forced to under the circumstances. She felt Nathan might as well refer to the muscle that was actually failing rather than constantly screaming that his colon in general was not working or using any of those disgusting words that made her think of the time her older brother chased her around the house yelling "Ready Cannons!", pretending to be a pirate ship, and upon cornering her would swiftly pull down his pants and point his brown star at her face. At the time he had explosive diarrhea. He was quite proud of his ability to put fresh poop on things from up to three or four meters away, she was not.
