Compacted Stool
Here is a story about a stealthy brown attack. The battle took place within my own crack. I foolishly delayed …
Pure Pooetry
The Ice Cold Greeting
In Winter it’s nice to be all warm and toasty… Especially when taking a golden brown roasty. Man, do I …
Pure Pooetry
Saturday Morning War
It’s time for me to take a ride. Blasting nutty chunks from my hide. Thunderous plops and monsoonal waves. One …
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Battle Cry of Bog
Rally the troops. Gather the poops. It’s time to sit and fight. Make these shits smite. Flood them with brown …
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From The Shitey Deep
It brewed inside like a colossal storm. It began last night and it now it is morn. The seas of …
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Poo Battle
I’m in the thick of a poo battle. Brown trophies adorn my mantle. My fallen comrades, beneath me lay. The …
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Lest We Forget
My poo filled bowels began to rumble and then my turds began to tumble. One by one they entered the …
Pure Pooetry
