Heavy Dump at Dusk
Sitting on the throne late one evening… I felt a shudder as the brown was leaving. This dump at dusk …
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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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Channeling The Shitstorm
The stars have aligned, my bowels are primed. Centuries have waited for this brown grime. Within me brews an epic …
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The Calm Before The Storm
This is the calm before the storm. Prior to the unsavoury being born. Everything is peaceful and quiet. One could …
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What Goes Up Must Come Down
The wait was long but I found relief. I was finally able to plant my cheeks. The turd was brewing …
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Farter’s Day
Today is Farter’s Day down under. All Dads release the brown thunder! Celebrate with a trumpeting toot. Inside there brews …
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To The Moon!
The engines are primed, my bowels are full. To kick off this launch I’ll give my finger a pull. A …
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The Bowel Breaker
In the middle of the night it strikes. A vicious fecal attack no one likes. The kind that gives your …
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From The Shitey Deep
It brewed inside like a colossal storm. It began last night and it now it is morn. The seas of …
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The Raging Storm
My eye of brown began to weep, as a toxic gas began to seep. Something has made my coight quite …
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