Minding My Own Business
Here I am minding my own business… When my bowels think it’s Christmas. What’s happening? Is it a party or …
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Doom of The Gurgler!
I just ate four roast beef burgers. Now I’m brewing a monster gurgler. I can feel it stewing in my …
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Dreadful Brown Departure
Dude, I badly need to take a shit. My nostrils currently take the hit. Fart after fart I fear the …
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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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Upset Stomach
Something has made my gut upset. A brown is brewing, I’m willing to bet! I’ll drink some Eno, then feel …
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The Struggle Within
A squelch between my cheeks meant only one thing. Something was brewing and it resembled chow mein. I tried to …
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Storms a Brewin’
One eerie night the wind did blow. The wind outside and the wind below. Outside was cold but inside was …
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What Goes Up Must Come Down
The wait was long but I found relief. I was finally able to plant my cheeks. The turd was brewing …
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Volcanic Hazard
The throne shined white, whiter than snow… But soon that would change, it would lose its glow. Something was brewing …
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Gone Nukin’
All day long the gas was blowing. The magnitude of this turd was growing. The latest stench signalled to me loud …
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The Battle of Fearless Trev
A war was raging from deep within. What was coming was not going to be thin. I could feel the …
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Extinguishing The Flame
Oh the pain of this fiery, brewing turd! Too much spice and caffeine is quite absurd. The cramping of my …
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The Brown Hurl
The moment has arrived, it’s finally here. A bog brewing for hours of that I now fear. No wind, no …
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