Poopare For War
In times of peace, you must poopare for war. So that is why I’m shittin’ on the floor! I’m not …
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Half Flush or Full?: Redux
Do you press the half flush or full? It depends if the stink is nasty and cruel. Cos if that …
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Rumble in The Bronx
That seriously did not just happen… An apoocalypse while I was a-crappin’. Something monstrous was making its way… Through my …
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Best Be Poopared
A snorter might rip, from a weak sphincter grip. And if you stain your pant, don’t throw a tant. It’s …
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Turd Times The Charm
Three poops in a day is a bit too much. And it hasn’t helped to soften the touch. My hole …
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A Stench Did Creep
In the dead of night, I was awoken from sleep. I detected a stench that stealthily did creep. It worked …
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Don’t Wipe Back in Anger
I’ve anger in my heart, anger in my bowels. I wiped too hard and released a howl. I’m furious at …
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Can’t Wipe Lefty
As much as I try, and try as I might… I can only ever wipe with my right. A lefty …
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Rectal Regret
Here’s something I deeply regret. My underpants are feeling wet. Soggy from the inside. And a stain I cannot hide. …
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Stain on Me?
Oh good grief! I see a stain… It’s on my jocks, not the porce-lain. I don’t know how this could …
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Dry Doodoo
Today I took a poo that was so dry… Like a thunderstorm, it would crack the sky. No moisture was …
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Elbow Grease
I just blew out my sphincter. It caused a terrible stinker. The stench is beyond compare. And singes my nostril …
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No Stain, No Gain
White was the porcelain prior to use. It wouldn’t last long cos I needed to deuce. Last nights meal was …
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On The Wall
While taking a dump, it caught my eye. Something on the wall, and not a fly. And it wasn’t graffiti …
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I Didn’t Make it
Frantic running to a filled up stall. I gotta go now to answer the call. Doubling over in pain up …
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Next To Godliness
They say cleanliness is next to godliness. A drink coaster saves me from the obvious. You see no one wants …
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Shit’s Outta Control
Shit’s blowing up, shit’s outta control. My ass smoulders with brown charcoal. The mess it made is hard to describe. …
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Beastly and Wild
As inappoopriate as this may be… The following really happened to me. Or should I say my rear end? Something …
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