Jason really needed to go. Unfortunately, truck-kun agreed.

The porta-portie was right there, and no matter how bad it was, it couldn't be as bad as shitting himself. Little did Jason know that the proverbial creek was real - and truck-kun sent him straight there without a paddle. As unlikely as it may sound, the circumstances of his death ensured him a one-way trip to the single realm that could make his day end up even more poo-rly than before.

Thrown into a world where floaters can kill and flatulence is your friend - without a single wet wipe in sight. Jason's going to clean up this world or die trying.

All proceeds from The Porcelain Throne will be donated to the Fight Colorectal Cancer (Fight CRC) organization.