Wretched Fecal Bagel
Here’s yet another sloppy baguette. This fecal pastry reeks of spaghet. Baked to poofection, a caca-culinary masterpiece. With an inner …
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Johnny “Blood in my Stool” Jones
Let me introduce you to a friend of ours. After taking huge dumps he takes bows. His name is Johnny …
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Conjuring The Caca
With a wave of my wand and a puff on my pipe. I cast this spell, much like performing a …
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Battle Cry of Bog
Rally the troops. Gather the poops. It’s time to sit and fight. Make these shits smite. Flood them with brown …
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Spicy Chilli Bum Bullets
I start this day with a little spice… As my bum gives warning not once but twice. The time is …
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Socially Awkward
I had to rush to the loo… Because something monstrous began to brew. I could feel it churn from deep …
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Casting The Brown Stones
The pooets back home held fast the pooetry fort. Papa drops loads and The Count provides support. Doodoo Dave has …
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Fountains of Slime
A stench wafts upward from the fountains of slime. I’m aghast knowing the grotesque aroma is mine. It’s fluid yet …
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Double Whammy
I just unloaded a double whammy. Splash soaked my jewelled family. The gross girth of these evil twins. Couldn’t miss …
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Prayer of a Constipated Man
I sit down with my bowl of soup. I pray the lord my hole to poop. If a log it …
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Fecal Folly
A blistering barrage of cabbage carriage. To bacon and eggs, should never make marriage. It results in a relentless and …
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The Public Enemy
I hurried off to take a poo. Looking for the nearest loo. The cramp grew strong and increased in pain. …
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A Dollop of Doo
Scooped here this dollop of doo. Certainly not an ingredient for stew. My face screws up from the stench. And …
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Nuggety Poopeteer
Soaring high from a mega rectal blast. The fuel from this is all in my past. About a week ago …
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Shades of Brown
I’m gonna haveta sign up to one of these gyms. I’m not dropping enough solid Slim Jims. I’ve been told …
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Ready or Not
It’s a cold Monday morning for what it’s worth. And I’m about to deliver a hefty fecal birth. I could feel …
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