The Fumes! The Fumes!
The Fumes! The Fumes! My sanity is consumed! The stink trapped in the bed… Is messing with my head. The …
The Fumes! The Fumes! My sanity is consumed! The stink trapped in the bed… Is messing with my head. The …
At long last I’m all alone. Sitting quietly on the throne. The sound of silence is such relief… Like an …
A rumbling from down below… Signals something’s about to blow! Was it that Mexican enchilada? That made me a master …
In times of peace, you must poopare for war. So that is why I’m shittin’ on the floor! I’m not …
There’s someone in the cubical adjacent. This is no time to be complacent. I must dock like a ninja… without …
I have a bad feeling… From a fart I was peeling… It gave a resounding echo. I’ve had too many …
I swear this plane just hit some rough turbulence… Just as I blasted away some lengthy flatulence. I’m miles above …
The Purist Pooet is dedicated to his art. Mentally preparing when he toots a fart. He’s committed to the pooetry …
In my gut, there’s a churning of boiling hot lava. Fuelled by chilli, beans and several cups of java. This …
We all know the feeling of brown overflow… It’s a surging torrent that is raring to go. The levy will …
Something below doesn’t feel right. Something nearby smells of shite. The feeling is off and somewhat unsavoury. Is my crease …
I’m a couple coffees in when I feel the brown sin. If I don’t poop soon the fecal will claim …
It seems like an age since we’ve written. But I can assure you we’re still shittin’. In fact, a wafting …
You may not believe this story that I tell… Because you did not witness the horrific smell. But trust me …
The brown mule was kicking, letting me know… I needed a throne fast so to a throne I did go. …
I clench in my hand a fistful of poop. It’s a warm and soft mushy goop. The dog left me …
This meaty brown stew, in the form of my poo. Its look and smell, sadly too well I knew. As …