Ken and Janice hadn’t taken a bowel movement all day. And now that they thought about it, neither had any of their four children. Seemed like a weird coincidence. A very weird coincidence. Too weird, in fact. There had to be more to it. What if … oh, my God … what if they weren’t the only ones? What if everyone in the country had gone without a bowel movement today? There would be no way to know. How long would it take for the word to get out? It’s not like people talk about their bowel movements freely and openly. It would be days. At least. More likely weeks — weeks until the country would realize that everyone was severely and hopelessly constipated. And by then it might be too late. The terrorists would have won. The terrorists — with their no-good, stinking, biological bomb that binds you up — would have won. And the United States of America would be done with. Defeated. Gone forever. Nooooooo! What to do? Hey, you there … passerby! Have you had a bowel movement today? Yes? Whew.
