Fat Brown Rhymes
I got my papers and I got my bling. Soon out my anus brown will sing. But I don’t wanna …
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Saturdays and My Ass
I think I just blew out my anus. With a catastrophic exodus insanous. Three coffees down and my stomach churned. …
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The Runs Redux
Striking again at the most inconvenient time… The gut-wrenching feeling of impending slime. A fart is the sound of alarm …
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Wiping Woe
After sitting for what felt like years. It was time to rise and face my fears. This wiping session I …
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Constipation of The Nation
I’m suffering from some constipation. My face is redder than a fire station. I’ve been here far too long… And …
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Rough Times
The toilet paper at work is terribly course. After using it my anus feels pooper’s remorse. There was a time …
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The Monster
There’s a monster brewing in my bowel. Its haunting shrieks begin to growl. A sudden stab and the movements start. …
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Manly Shit
I don’t know why and I don’t know how. But a sloppy wet fart I did just now… It came …
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My Poor Behind
Today it’s back to work, back to the grind. Honestly it’s welcomed for my poor behind. While this holiday period …
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Foreign Fecal Matter: Part 2
Continpooed from Foreign Fecal Matter: Part 1. It’s been days since I barricaded myself in the research lab. I’m pooping …
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Doodoo Destruction
Here’s a tale of doodoo destruction. A time of mega pants eruption. The moment of touchdown, something wasn’t right. The …
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Morning Sog
Upon waking this morning I knew something was askew. A sudden and strange feeling that made me want to spew. …
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The Bowel Breaker
In the middle of the night it strikes. A vicious fecal attack no one likes. The kind that gives your …
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The Splatterfiend
The Splatterfiend has returned from the grave. And brought with him, his anus, to misbehave. A pungent cocktail of feces …
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Last Bog on Earth
The mass within was a terrible waste. I needed to get it out with all haste. A warning stench foretold …
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Bestial Bog
I had no inkling of the beast I was to release. Sinister forces emerged when I birthed the grease. The …
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