Dirty Business
What happened to those things that make blue water? My porcelain struggles with this brown slaughter. I remember once things …
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Happy Spew Rear
As we wish you a Happy Spew Rear… I release a fresh chocolate spear. It pierces the water with its …
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Letting Slip
Have you ever thought that the coast was clear… So you decide to drop flatus from your rear? Then you …
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On The Wall
While taking a dump, it caught my eye. Something on the wall, and not a fly. And it wasn’t graffiti …
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Brown Splatters
Brown splatters, a sickly batter. Why does this brown mess matter? Eruption sudden, a rush and floodin’. I rapidly press …
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Crazy Craps
I have a friend who I suspect is insane. He loves to fill his pants with brown rain. Even when …
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