Moby Thick
My legs grow numb as I pen this tale. For I’m on the John as I excrete this whale. It’s …
Pure Pooetry
The Battle of Fearless Trev
A war was raging from deep within. What was coming was not going to be thin. I could feel the …
Pure Pooetry
Thick, Pungent and Wet
Such a beautiful day, what a wonderful morning. Suddenly ruined, by a terrible spawning. My coight opened, leaving a gaping …
Pure Pooetry
Poo Battle
I’m in the thick of a poo battle. Brown trophies adorn my mantle. My fallen comrades, beneath me lay. The …
Pure Pooetry
