The Double Handed Wipe
This is a tale to lament the porcelain gleam. Now met its end by lumps of brown and green. Once …
This is a tale to lament the porcelain gleam. Now met its end by lumps of brown and green. Once …
Sitting on the throne late one evening… I felt a shudder as the brown was leaving. This dump at dusk …
Mexican last night was quite the feast. But now I’m harbouring a monstrous beast. To boot, the gas is far …
Something in my gut weighs a tonne. You could say I’m cooking a brown bun. But my internal oven is …
Whoever says size does not matter… Has never seen their deuce do a bowl shatter. I just released a mighty …
It slips and it slops, it’s a tricky greasy plop. It squirts and hurts, this prickly brown dirt. Now I …
On the throne I sat to take a dump… Which blasted out in a magnificent clump. The porcelain cracked and …