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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Green, Amber, Red, BROWN!
Last night I ate something quite average. Now I feel an inner rumbling so savage. Going in, the taste was …
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Smells So Familiar
Here I stand, taking a big ol’ whiz. Then the smell hits me, there it is. This wee stinks of …
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Farter’s Day
Today is Farter’s Day down under. All Dads release the brown thunder! Celebrate with a trumpeting toot. Inside there brews …
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Poosepi’s Bad Choice
There’s just no time to get more paper. I’ll risk what’s there to clean this caper. It’s cold and raining …
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New Flavour
I sense a certain feeling, a sense of foreboding. Somewhere in my gut, something needs unloading. There’s a steamy stink …
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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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Abhorrent Soft Serve Ripple
I’ve found myself in a bit of a pickle. As I can’t stop the release, of this brown soft serve …
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Battlefield of Brown
This chud is large and takes up much space. The pushes of agony contorts my face. Its chunks are large, …
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A Poo Lost in Time
Feels like aeons since I shat. My bowel has grown quite fat. I take the porcelain throne. Release the ancient …
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Deafening Shout
With a deafening shout, my poo did sprout. It’s enormity in size, my anus’ demise. With its foul stink, my …
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