The squirts

"Mr. Alan was kind of hyper afterwards," Wayne said. "First thing was, he got the squirts." "The squirts?" Wayne clamped his fingers around his nose. "Got to stinking up the bathroom. Sprayed some air freshner in there, but it didn't help much."

“Can we-- Can we get goin' with this, though? 'Cause those supplements are givin' me the squirts like you would not believe.” “Oh, man, I would kill for your bowel movements right now. I am so blocked up.”

“Get my thermos out of my bag.” “I don't want any coffee, I'm hot as hell. And I mean coffee gives me the squirts.” “Oh, I know it does. Get the thermos.”

"And what is the reason for your visit?" she glanced up and into his eyes. "Stomach cramps and I have the squirts." he lied. "Please take a seat and I'll let the doctor know you are here." She stood and made her way through a closed door.