An Evil Presence
I’m wearing a long and tight belt. So an evil presence is not felt. These pants contain the unholy stink. …
Pure Pooetry
Channeling The Shitstorm
The stars have aligned, my bowels are primed. Centuries have waited for this brown grime. Within me brews an epic …
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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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Better Not Slip
Last night’s burger was delicious and nice. But this morning my rectum is paying the price. My gut felt normal, …
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Slow Brown Hurl
I’m taking the first dump at work for the new year. This one’s a slow release as it inches out …
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Rather Pale
Ever done a poop that looked rather pale? Mine came out like bread that was stale. I don’t feel unwell, …
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Into The Doo-Dimension
Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls. I have here a tale that will make you hurl! Shizhard Wizard here, rhyming …
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A Pickle To Crimp
I knew a dude, who ate so much food, his bowels were ready for slaughter. But when pooping time came, …
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The Book Has Dropped!
Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls. The books have arrived, we are gonna hurl… From our rear that is, here …
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The Brown Hurl
The moment has arrived, it’s finally here. A bog brewing for hours of that I now fear. No wind, no …
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