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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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 Double Handed Wipe
This is a tale to lament the porcelain gleam. Now met its end by lumps of brown and green. Once …
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A Tragic Flush
We often think of toilets as somewhat good. The place to rid our bodies of digested food. But what if …
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Chocolate Bar: Redux
Again I find myself in the parking lot. I feel a southern growth of choc-a-lot. An alarm goes off on …
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The H.S.POO
Last night I ordered some Uber Eats. With no intention of creating a fecal beast. I ordered myself the Halal …
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Doodoo Damage
I received a sudden tingle in my nose. Then a little rumble in my down belows. No time to hold my …
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Groundbog Day
This morning when I unloaded my guts. I felt good, no longer in a fecal rut. But that feeling of …
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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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