Sacrificial Shizzle
I just excreted a steamy brown broth… It hissed and bubbled in a furious froth. I didn’t mean to deliver …
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What Goes Up Must Come Down
The wait was long but I found relief. I was finally able to plant my cheeks. The turd was brewing …
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On The Wall
While taking a dump, it caught my eye. Something on the wall, and not a fly. And it wasn’t graffiti …
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Fire in The Hole!
FIRE IN THE HOLE!!! I just blew out the bowl! It was an explosive shit. The porcelain took the hit. …
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Father’s Day: Redux
It’s Farter’s Day for our North American friends! What are the chances they’ve blocked their s-bends? Maybe they’ve plugged them …
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Slick n Sick
Here’s a short pooem to make you feel sick. It’s about a dump I took that was quite slick. Squirting …
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Onomato-poo-eia: Part 2
Ah, the musical sounds from the loo. A RRIIIIIPPPP, a KERPLOP, and a poo. They are not in the billboard …
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Brown Lantern
I’m sorry to bring you such terrible news. But I just delivered the most heinous of poos. The stench was …
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Winds of Northern Shartness
Once again it’s that time of the year… When I feel a chill against my rear. The porcelain is unforgiving …
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Onomato-poo-eia: Part 1
Pooping… hear the kerplop. Ass is burning and quite hot. Ahhhh, drop of cool water makes me hop. Clog the …
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Rectaliation
It is hereby my duty to uphold the sacred doodie. The ancient tradition of making brown smoothie. But also to …
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Chocolate Bar: Redux
Again I find myself in the parking lot. I feel a southern growth of choc-a-lot. An alarm goes off on …
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Iambic Buttameter
By myself quiet and content. Pushing out a stool that’s bent. In the porcelain, I’ve left a dent. A big …
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Microscopic Mineshaft
The butthole is like an old abandoned mine. Somewhere in there hides prized bronze grime. And in the mineshaft, shiz …
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Reluctant Artist
Here I am forming my creation. Substance like clay, a sculptor’s elation. However, this clay I will not be rollin’. …
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Volcanic Hazard
The throne shined white, whiter than snow… But soon that would change, it would lose its glow. Something was brewing …
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The Not So Sweet Scent of Victory
You think you won, but victory is mine! I blasted away the stubborn brown slime. Foolishly, Australia has voted incorrectly! …
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