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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Creator of Fuming Hatred
A warm breeze came wafting by. And it brought a tear to my eye. But not tears of joy nor …
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Extruding The Noodle
In the land of the blind, one-eyed man is king. But in the bowl, only the brown eye will sing. So …
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The Fumes! The Fumes!
The Fumes! The Fumes! My sanity is consumed! The stink trapped in the bed… Is messing with my head. The …
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Putrid and Rotten
The stinkiest of shits I have just done. Such a revolting stench leaving my bum. I don’t know how and …
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Big Mistake
This golden brown strumpet… I just blasted with a trumpet. Glistening in a rusty dark hue… From my rear it …
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Unholy Shiz
Oh, dear Lord in Heaven, what did I just birth? If stink had a value, highly this would be worth! …
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Cold Winter Morn
I was minding my business one cold winter morn. When all of a sudden my butt gave a terrible yawn. …
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A Stinky Mistake
I took a quick break, to release a brown snake, but what came out was rancid mush. This awful gooey …
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Phantom of The Poopera
Something escaped my ass as I drove. Its fumes where fiery to the nose. This could only mean there was …
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Cake. Gas. Death.
Baking cakes on the porcelain throne. I release a cream filled groan. The first slice hits. Stench is the pits. …
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