Super Weekend Slurry
I was sitting down minding my own business… When my bowels became restless did fidget. A trump did sound… a …
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The Shitting of The Damned
Like a slow-moving snail, my poop started to crown. Obviously aware that soon it would drown. It kept its pace …
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The Apoocalypse is Near!
I have to ask, is there anything worse? Than incoming flood from the rear purse… You fumble to get your …
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An Awful Hatching
You’d better start the fan and light a match. Cos something awful from my rear did hatch. Hanging in the …
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Ex-Meat Sauce
My porcelain throne is empty like the streets. Until now my ass had issued a retreat! This shiny bowl, oh …
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Wuhan Blues (and Browns)
I’ve come down with a case of the Wuhan Blues. And it’s really affecting my number twos. Coronavirus this and …
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Three Flushes
A violent inner spasm… Came from my rear chasm. Followed by a tummy rumble. Bellowing an angry grumble. Dinner was …
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Brown Dreams
I’ve had a sickly feeling all weekend. A need to regurgitate from my rear end. An unpleasant cloud like a …
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Commode To Joy
Wheres the joy in using public toilets? I find the whole experience to spoil it. You’re in a foreign world …
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The Seas of Doodoo Dread
Everyone’s angry cos I’ve been farting up a storm. Do I need to take a dump or is this just …
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Not a Moment Poo Soon
Move your ass! I gotta plant mine! My butt is about to flood the slime! This is an urgent, no-joke …
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Obnoxious Detox
I decided I needed to have a detox. My gas stunk worse than my socks. It was so bad people …
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The Mass Trumpet Incident
In the infamous words of ECW, “HOLY SHIT!” Here’s a story so lend me your ears, quick! This story is …
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Firing On All Cylinders!
My ass is firing on all cylinders! Impact is felt by all New Zealanders! This message comes as a stern …
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The Deviant Culprit
Imagine being imprisoned in a tomb… But it’s more like a stinky toilet room. In this room is the stench …
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Count Dumpula Strikes!
So once again it’s that time of year… The Count searches for the poofect rear. Halloween is upon us, meaning …
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