Rectal Rush
Something in my gut did not feel good. Clearly I’ve eaten the wrong kind of food. Time was of the …
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A Whale of a Time
The skies above are raining cats and dogs. But in my porcelain, it’s a storm of bogs. A wet one …
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Brown Ravioli
Without warning and out of the blue. Came a gut feeling, too well I knew. Immediately I stopped what I …
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Don’t Crack The Shits
Sometimes we get frustrated and need to let off steam. The key is not to fill your pants with brown …
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