Blast Off!
Off to the loo, I make a mad dash. Gotta drop this load in a fecal flash. Lid goes up, …
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Mission: Souvlaki
Reporting on the mission, secret agent 002. I had a stealthy and secret job to doodoo. The objective was a …
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Splurkin’ The Gherkin
I was oozin’ the poodin’… But the squirtin’ was a-hurtin’. So I eased on the squeeze… And clenched my flow …
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Why So Gassy?
Why am I so damn gassy? Clouds are plumming out my assy. These stinky gale force winds… Reek like thousand-year-old …
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Fast Food Fecal Frenzy
Gobble down that Pizza Hut. Then let it brew within your gut. Soon you’ll open your back pocket. And blast …
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The Loose Bowels
The loose bowels did bleat an unsettling howl… Followed by a spluttering from its wet jowls. I peeked at the …
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The Wind and Brass Section
A trumpeting start… To this huge shart. No, it wasn’t in bed… Nor in your head. It was a loud …
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Vicious and Violent
Two iced coffees and I’m about to down a third. Soon the onset of a vicious and violent turd. But …
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Espresso Fartini
I hold aloft this classy brown drink. I foresee in my future a terrible stink. This robust espresso looks quite …
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Heavy Weight Title
Slowly I staggered away from the table… The weight in my gut made my legs unstable. I’d downed too much …
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Slurry in a Hurry
I gotta find some porcelain, I gotta find it fast. I’ve got a brown delivery and I fear it’s gonna …
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Anger Management
This work shiz has got me frustrated. It’s time to unload the goop agitated. I’m dealing with some real nincompoops. …
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Christening Redux
So Papa Poosepi had a New Job Christening. I betcha he didn’t leave the toilet glistening. Knowing him, I imagine …
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Brown Eye of The Storm
Brace yourself against the door… Get ready for the brown downpour! This unnatural disaster now unfolds. Power of poop released …
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Ready, Aim, Fire!
BLAM! My butt fired like a shotgun blast. Such was the power, I felt aghast. DING! The nuggets ricocheted around …
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Soggy Bog Smog
A thick brown cloud hangs in the air. Through its mass, I can’t even stare. I try to disperse and …
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Mornings Done Right
Ah yes, the morning poo. It’s one of my favourite things to do. All the build up from the night …
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