Once upon a time in the quirky town of Blunderburg, there lived a peculiar character named Oliver O'Leary. Oliver was an ordinary man with an extraordinary ability—he could predict the future, but only when he was on the verge of a particularly urgent bodily function.
One sunny morning, as the townsfolk went about their daily routines, Oliver found himself in the middle of the bustling Blunderburg market square. He could feel a strange sensation in his stomach, a sign that something peculiar was about to happen. As he clutched his stomach, a crowd began to gather around him, intrigued by the odd expression on his face.
Word quickly spread that Oliver was "on the verge of a poo," and the townspeople, always up for a bit of excitement, gathered in anticipation. Children stopped playing, vendors put down their wares, and even the mayor abandoned his important paperwork to witness Oliver's unusual talent.
With a theatrical gasp, Oliver grabbed onto a lamppost, his eyes widening as if he had just glimpsed into another dimension. The crowd held its collective breath, eager to hear what Oliver would reveal about the future of Blunderburg.
"In the near future," Oliver began, his voice trembling with urgency, "a great calamity will befall our beloved town. But fear not, for it shall pass if we all work together!"
The townspeople exchanged puzzled glances, wondering what kind of calamity could be averted by their collective efforts. Just as they were about to question Oliver further, a loud rumble echoed through the square. It wasn't the predicted calamity but something more immediate and personal.
Realization struck Oliver, and he blushed, realizing the awkward situation. "Uh, excuse me," he mumbled, looking for the nearest restroom. The crowd erupted into laughter, realizing that Oliver's unique talent wasn't as profound as they had hoped.
Despite the initial disappointment, the people of Blunderburg couldn't help but chuckle at the absurdity of the situation. From that day forward, the town embraced Oliver's quirkiness, turning the phrase "on the verge of a poo" into a local idiom for unexpected surprises.
And so, in the quirky town of Blunderburg, life continued with a touch of humor and a newfound appreciation for the unpredictable twists that fate could bring, especially when one found themselves on the verge of a poo.