Don’t Wipe Back in Anger
I’ve anger in my heart, anger in my bowels. I wiped too hard and released a howl. I’m furious at …
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Super Weekend Slurry
I was sitting down minding my own business… When my bowels became restless did fidget. A trump did sound… a …
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Musical Stools
My dangler dropped, my dangler did fall. A splash was heard throughout the stall. Then came the sound of a …
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A Plumbing Mishap
Desperately I fled from my angry pursuers. Yet what I needed were the sewers. Somewhere, anywhere to unleash what lay …
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Threat of Slime
Dangerously I was asleep at the wheel. But was awakened by a fart I did peel. And luckily it happened …
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Swamp Water
A terrible gut sensation overcame my person. Biding my time, but the feeling did worsen. So into the porcelain, I …
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The Ghastly Appoorition Returns
The ghastly appoorition has returned. My bowels have simply not learned. I failed to eat well. My rear emits a …
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The Calm Before The Storm
This is the calm before the storm. Prior to the unsavoury being born. Everything is peaceful and quiet. One could …
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Brown Dreams
I’ve had a sickly feeling all weekend. A need to regurgitate from my rear end. An unpleasant cloud like a …
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Beat The Heat
I’m not enjoying this toilet session. It’s causing me fecal depression. Normally I feel sweat running down my crack. But …
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Rectal Resignation
I think my inspooration is drained. Bowels feel as if they’re sprained. I can’t come up with a single rhyme… …
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Slaughter of The Bowl
After eating some insanely spicy chicken… The insides of my bowels started to thicken. The heat was potent and intense. …
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Weekend Rumble
After feasting on burgers and tender steak… I sorely needed a bathroom break. My bowels were full and on the …
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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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The Brown Age Mystery
Do you know poops are prehistoric? And no, that question is not rhetoric. Thought to exist in the ancient Brown …
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The Scent of Evil
I detect a most vile scent in the air. It’s mean and cruel and does not care. I regret inhaling …
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My Name is Farts Galore
Lately, my name has been Farts Galore. I’ve been dropping bombs and stinky spores. The farts have been flying out …
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An Unthinkable Poosaster
Oh my goodness! The unthinkable has happened. There’s a major malfunction where I do my crappin’. The throne… she’s broken! …
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