What a sad way to die. How would you like to be shoved up someones ass and only smell s*it in pitch dark? Poor poor eel.
"In the 60's I made love to many different women, often outside, in the rain and mud. It's possible that an eel may have slipped in there once or twice. There'd be no way of knowing. " Sincerely, Spoiler Creed Bratton
This reminds me of the candiru: http://www.damninteresting.com/the-terrifying-toothpick-fish At least you live through that, though.
