Thy Fart is Turder
A distorted trumpet sounds off a toot… A weak brown oozes instead of shoots. An emo screech begins to wail… …
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The Caganer
El Caganer squats in the middle of the field. Pants around ankles, soil ready to yield. The tradition says all …
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Multitasking Gone Wrong
Honestly, I’ve never pooped in a sock… But the opposite might get pipes blocked. Before I sat down to take …
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Clogged Soup
Constipation is downright sucky. Glued fast is the brown mucky. And if you are strapped for time… How do you …
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Ghastly Goop
The bowl is a void where no life exists. All that will inhabit, a swirly brown mist. So, behold the …
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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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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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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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Prayer of a Constipated Man
I sit down with my bowl of soup. I pray the lord my hole to poop. If a log it …
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