Joining The A-Team
An asshole before me was not discreet. They’ve left urine all over the seat. This makes me so angry, it …
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Shit’s Outta Control
Shit’s blowing up, shit’s outta control. My ass smoulders with brown charcoal. The mess it made is hard to describe. …
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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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A Spilt Cup
There is a horrible funk emanating from my porcelain throne. Something has upset my stomach with a sickening groan. The …
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Monster Dump
I just unloaded this monster dump. It splashed down with a mighty thump. In the bowl, violent ripples. My anus …
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Funky Town
So fresh and so clean but that’s about to change… Because I’m about to make the chocolate rain. Storm clouds …
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Snags Kablamo
I could feel within a furious brown. Kicking and screaming before it crowned. Without hesitation, I left the bay. To …
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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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Pathetic Pooetry No More!
We haven’t penned a rhyme in quite a while. This lack of caca-creativity really isn’t our style. We need to …
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A Public Outing
Public toilets are not a nice place. Their conditions are a filthy disgrace. I hadn’t used one in quite a …
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Pure Spice Shite
I have a problem, I’m the first to admit this. I’m hooked on chillis that boil the south abyss. I …
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Shits and Giggles
Why are you offended by a poo streak in the bowl? It’s not as if it’s a framed photo hanging …
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The Poo Sync
This pooem is a bit like synchronised swimming. But it’s to do with scat and two butts are singing… You discover …
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The Meatiest Shit
Leaving me now is last night’s dinner. It was a spectacular feast, a real winner. Cooked to perfection, a meaty …
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Avalanche of Brown
A build up of gas brews deep inside. I must quickly vent it from my hide. I take the throne …
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Layers of Filth
In the bowl lies a stinky slurry. Made from yesterday’s rancid curry. But before then it was murky meat pie. …
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An Ancient Brown Power
After a burger of epic proportions. I had to commit a stinky abortion. And in the bowl lay a foul …
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