Breakfast of Bog
What’s for breakfast? Is it crappy crepes? Like Count Dumpula’s tumbling brown apes? Or is it boring toast slathered in …
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Vicious and Violent
Two iced coffees and I’m about to down a third. Soon the onset of a vicious and violent turd. But …
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Espresso Fartini
I hold aloft this classy brown drink. I foresee in my future a terrible stink. This robust espresso looks quite …
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Chemical Warfare
I just popped off a stinky, from my rear pinky. Now to release the source with a brown eye winky. …
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Planet Poop
Shizhard Wizard again, exploring the poopy cosmos! I’m searching for worlds to deposit my rear compost! With an “ABRA-CRAP-DABRA!” and …
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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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Breaking The Seal
I started the day with a mountain of food. Excessive volumes cos I was in the mood. I just kept …
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Rear Reindeer Smear
It’s that time of season, it’s that time of year. When Santa’s reindeers leave a sickly smear. They fly in …
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Gone Nukin’
All day long the gas was blowing. The magnitude of this turd was growing. The latest stench signalled to me loud …
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Bestial Bog Redux: The Poossession
My butt has been poosessed by a foul beast. It’s back there, lurking in my rear crease. It has been stinking …
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Anger Management
This work shiz has got me frustrated. It’s time to unload the goop agitated. I’m dealing with some real nincompoops. …
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Buttweiser Beer
This pud’s for you! A liquid steaming poo. You won’t get drunk. It’s just rear spunk. This frothy number two. …
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BOK BOK BOG!
I’ve had chicken dinner three nights in a row. From the rear I’ve had quite the southern flow. And that …
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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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Brown Batter
I may have accidentally spilled my guts. A loose bowel has given me the spluts. I might have an unexpected …
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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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