Toalett Sinka
If you drinka the pálinka… Soon in toalett you’ll sinka. Too much foreign grog… Will give you a sloppy bog. …
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Rancid Salami
I grunt out this huge boulder. Such force my cheeks smoulder. Into the bowl the brown rock dives. No water …
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Run Poosepi Run
Busting, I had to poop really bad… I was forced to clench like I never had. Several minutes away was the …
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Late Night Lingers
It’s way past bedtime and I can’t sleep. Trouble in my bowels, a poo does creep. It nags and taunts …
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Gimme a Minute
I’m finally free to plant my cheeks. I held on so long it began to seep. Into my jocks there …
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Crappy Klaxon
A bellowing burst of gas suddenly erupts. Rudely into the conversation it interrupts. This blaring klaxon has a deafening echo. …
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Saturday Soggies
It’s Saturday, my favourite day of the week. So first thing I do is release a gassy reek. Y’know you …
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Campbell’s Chunky Caca Soup
It’s time for me to unleash a mighty poop. Little did I know it was a mixture of fecal soup. …
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The Flaming Bag
Here’s the prank known as The Flaming Bag. It’s an all-time favourite doodoo gag! What a great prank! What a …
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Why So Spicy?
Turds are such a wondrous thing. Except after eating chilli when your bunghole stings. You feel the heat all up …
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Trumpeting Shart
I awoke in shock to the sound of a fart blast. Something loud broke my sleep so steadfast. But the …
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The Friday Frump
It’s finally Friday… the end of the week! That glorious thought makes my brown eye weep. Weep it does with …
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Pooets Block
I have a serious case of pooets block. Maybe I’ve run out of fecal stock? Nah that can’t be it, …
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Slow Sludge Fudge
Oh no, I’m stuck with a bit of a shitty problem. Need a quick dump but it’s a slow brown …
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Gulp n Plop
Quickly, grab your coffee. It’s time to make sour toffee. Take a big swig, take a huge gulp. Insides work …
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Grits n Bits
Now here’s a little ditty. About the pooey gritty. The gravy and the grits. Get stuck with lumpy bits. In …
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Coffee is My Fuel
Coffee is my friend, coffee is my fuel. If I drink enough I’ll fill the brown pool. It goes down …
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When it Rains it Pours
When it rains it pours… And my butt does not snore! Cos out floods a tremendous load. No warning, nothing …
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