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Friday 9 March 2012

The Titanic

I'm fairly certain i need to stop drinking Guiness and ale, every shit i do disappears before it's time. I have a flush for a reason!


This morning's extremity was what felt to be a substantial amount, however the only thing i found lurking at the bottom of my bowl was the tiny bit, (that fell out after the boulder that Wiley Coyote pushed out my ass trying to crush the Roadrunner)


Grade A Disappointment


As far the smell, there wasn't any, i didn't even have to wipe, obviously i did the preliminary wipe, found nothing...panicked and wiped voraciously again. To find more clean paper. (Who likes trees anyway, right?)


Fairly uncomfortable to push out though, i imagine birth is worse, but as i won't have to experience that, i'm going with this being far worse...


Had i seen the questionable nugget, i could have given a higher rating, but alas, seeing is believing, and i don't think that i could give it any higher than;


4 out of 10, it wouldn't be fair to the other poo's if it scored higher now, would it!


Squatter out.

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