All Sick Senses: Redux
Around midnight I was awoken by a terrible sound. A grunting as someone laid a monstrous mound. At first I …
Pure Pooetry
Rectaliation
It is hereby my duty to uphold the sacred doodie. The ancient tradition of making brown smoothie. But also to …
Pure Pooetry
Shits and Giggles
Why are you offended by a poo streak in the bowl? It’s not as if it’s a framed photo hanging …
Pure Pooetry
Greasy Caper
Oh the sheer magnitude, of this bog that is quite rude. I raced to plant my hairy cheeks, what was …
Pure Pooetry
