Meteorite Madness: Part 3
Continued from Part 2! I light the match and drop it into the bowl. Breaking up the brown boulder is …
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Excrapvation
When you need to go in deep… To wipe out that heinous ex-meat. You consider using the ice cream scoop. …
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Why So Gassy?
Why am I so damn gassy? Clouds are plumming out my assy. These stinky gale force winds… Reek like thousand-year-old …
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The Fecal Dungeon of Doom
Struggling with the girth of a ghastly behemoth. I pushed and pushed and began to screamoth. What was inside refused …
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A Grain of Sand
There’s a tiny grain of sand. Down in my southern gland. For when I lift up my frock. And drop …
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Foreign Fecal Matter: Part 2
Continpooed from Foreign Fecal Matter: Part 1. It’s been days since I barricaded myself in the research lab. I’m pooping …
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