Poolution Solution
On the throne I sat to take a dump… Which blasted out in a magnificent clump. The porcelain cracked and …
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Horrific and Hefty
A horrific brewing of enormous scale… The sickness inside had left me pale. The time of departure had arrived. Like …
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A Stinky Mistake
I took a quick break, to release a brown snake, but what came out was rancid mush. This awful gooey …
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Snags Kablamo
I could feel within a furious brown. Kicking and screaming before it crowned. Without hesitation, I left the bay. To …
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Defenders of The Doo
You think you’re safe, but little do you know. You’ve got an evil rectum just about to blow! The fearless …
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Heinous Smearing
Out came a rancid brown slaw. And with it a stink I deplore. This afternoon’s expelling of sour mash… Was …
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The Brown Sweats: Part III
I’ve got The Brown Sweats. This morning, in my duvets. Then again at breakfast time. Dacks filled with brown slime. …
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Rough Times
The toilet paper at work is terribly course. After using it my anus feels pooper’s remorse. There was a time …
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Paid To Poop
It’s so amazing being paid to poop. Clocking up hours of making brown soup. Statics say we poop on average …
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Advice From The Master
If you need some lessons in pooping, heed The Master. Here’s some advice to avoid nasty doodoo disaster. Take your …
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Skids Skids Skids
Skids galore, I deplore. Don’t leave that shit on the floor. Dirty stain, is a pain. Making a mess you …
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Witches Brew
My rectum is on fire, what on earth did I eat? My cheeks are receiving a roasting heat. Then I …
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Stink Begone!
Cubicle next to me is now occupied. Some grubby sneakers below I spied. I hear the sound of splashing rocks. …
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Too Close To The Sun / Fecal at Sea
I went too far this time, I flew too close to The Sun. Two double espressos equal a rumbling in …
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Cake. Gas. Death.
Baking cakes on the porcelain throne. I release a cream filled groan. The first slice hits. Stench is the pits. …
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Plastic Bag
Here’s another tale and yes it’s true. And as usual, it’s all about poo. I have a brother, several years …
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