Rancid Salami
I grunt out this huge boulder. Such force my cheeks smoulder. Into the bowl the brown rock dives. No water …
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Casting The Brown Stones
The pooets back home held fast the pooetry fort. Papa drops loads and The Count provides support. Doodoo Dave has …
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Ready or Not
It’s a cold Monday morning for what it’s worth. And I’m about to deliver a hefty fecal birth. I could feel …
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Witches Brew
My rectum is on fire, what on earth did I eat? My cheeks are receiving a roasting heat. Then I …
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Poo Years Resolution
It was the poo years resolution that got me to writing. For I’d been on a break from porcelain smiting. …
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Last Bog on Earth
The mass within was a terrible waste. I needed to get it out with all haste. A warning stench foretold …
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The Mystery of The Sewer Trout
There was quite a cool and pleasant breeze… As my butthole began to squeeze. Then I felt quite a commotion. …
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What a Blast
It’s time to pass a deuce of unbelievable magnitude! Holding it in has left me feeling no gratitude. I felt …
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Plastic Bag
Here’s another tale and yes it’s true. And as usual, it’s all about poo. I have a brother, several years …
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A Morning Glory
Early morning and I’m two coffees down. It’s time for me to go lay some brown. I plant my cheeks …
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Paid in Full
My cheeks were planted and my turd exploded. I have no doubt the porcelain will be eroded. It was a …
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The Pooper’s Groove
The trumpet sounds as I plant my cheeks, and my snake like deuce begins to peek. But wait it’s stubborn …
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Conceded Defeat
There was a thunderous explosion from my rear. Indicating to me that a deuce was near. So I made my …
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Almost Tragic
My cheeks approached the toilet seat, and before they planted out came my grief. A mammoth mound of sour mash, …
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250 P.S.I.
Feeling great pressure I opened the gate of chud. And filled the bowl with rectal mud. It was backed with …
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A Lesson Learned
It took two flushes to wash down, my explosive monsoon coloured brown. I knew I was in trouble before I …
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