The Running Marathon
Is this a marathon? I think I’ve got the runs… And believe you me this isn’t at all fun. Within …
Is this a marathon? I think I’ve got the runs… And believe you me this isn’t at all fun. Within …
My porcelain throne is empty like the streets. Until now my ass had issued a retreat! This shiny bowl, oh …
This poop has been a long time in the making. For ages, my insides have been baking. And now it’s …
I’m fuming and furious! I’m goddamn livid! Locked in a room where a stink was delivered! Woe is me, I’ve …
Someone better call a plumber… Because my bowels awoke from their slumber! Toxic waste rained down with tremendous splatter. I’m …
A monster dump has a very specific need. Into a tiny bowl it will most certainly exceed. Now, do you …
You hear that? It’s the sound of a pained moan. It’s the mating call of the rear southern zone. Here …
Someone has been leaving their brown curds. On the walls and floors their smeared turds. A small mountain of monstrosities …
The evil Dung Stealer stood poised at my door. I got ready to unleash nuggets of mystical lore. How dare …
I hurried off to take a poo. Looking for the nearest loo. The cramp grew strong and increased in pain. …
This shit was cast with mindless aggression. I’d hoped it would calm, with some suppression. But too much anger from …