Meteorite Madness: Part 3
Continued from Part 2! I light the match and drop it into the bowl. Breaking up the brown boulder is …
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Meteorite Madness: Part 2
Continued from Part 1! It’s time to flush, but will the bowl hold? These pipes are a few decades old. …
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Someone Didn’t Flush
The last pooper didn’t flush. They left this rancid mush. But this wasn’t their first time. They added another layer of slime. …
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Bangers and Mush
I just released some Bangers and Mush. Promptly following I pressed the flush! That was a real banger, I promise …
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There’s a Goblin in My Loo
There’s a goblin in my loo. He devours all the poo. But he’s quite a nice chap. Never gives a …
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The Brown Gherkin
A sudden pain in the guts was the first warning. Then a trumpet announced a bog was spawning. Out it spewed …
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Ninja Mastery?
There’s someone in the cubical adjacent. This is no time to be complacent. I must dock like a ninja… without …
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Plunging To Death
I swear this plane just hit some rough turbulence… Just as I blasted away some lengthy flatulence. I’m miles above …
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Christening The Crapper
You may not believe this story that I tell… Because you did not witness the horrific smell. But trust me …
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The Big Brown Boa
A gusty southerly began to blow. Churning the brown seas to and fro. Monsoonal brown rain also fell. Accompanied by …
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Half Flush or Full?: Redux
Do you press the half flush or full? It depends if the stink is nasty and cruel. Cos if that …
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The Secret of Clean
What’s the best way to get the bowl clean? What’s the secret for a shiny gleam? There’s a method known …
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Stubborn Brown Chunks
A big blast of urine was not enough. To substitute the power of the flush. Clinging to the bowl’s inner …
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The Royal Flush
King Shit rules from his porcelain throne. And I the lowly servant wipe his tailbone. Cleaning the royal dunnies are …
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A Dead Man’s Doo
The dead man’s doo, sat at the bottom of the loo. It had been lying there for a week or …
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Heavy Dump at Dusk
Sitting on the throne late one evening… I felt a shudder as the brown was leaving. This dump at dusk …
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I’m Out of Order
I have a disease. Well, it’s more of a sickness. I block toilets with turds of mammoth thickness. No matter …
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My Anus is Aflame
Akin to an old mower is my rear. It lurches and splutters into gear. And just now I let rip …
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