How to Paint the Toilet
Bo Jack Russo on Jan 12, 2009
* Tags: drown, Poop, sit, Spray, stomach
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The moving of the bowels.
My stomach was having a fit
It was feeling like it was just hit
I thought it was going to split
I went to the toilet to sit
To take a nasty shit
The bowel I was moving
Broke loose
As it shot out
Of my caboose
It was liquefied
Butt crack juice
The sound
A resonating swoosh
It shot out
At very high speed
It really smelled bad
Indeed
I’m glad I paid
To it’s heed
Lot’s of toilet
Paper I’ll need
To soak up
The massive spray
That shot out
My butt today
The nasty stuff
Did ricochet
All over my bum
To my dismay
Some splashed
Back all the way
To the top
I thought that it
Might not stop
The bowl is now painted brown
With all that poop juice
I thought I might drown
On my face the frown
It turned into a smile
I hadn’t done that for a while.
I might need a plumber
Darn what a bummer
Out of my pocket I’ll pay
For that massive
Butt juice spray
Adoration eternal
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He watched from the branches above. He contained a morbid ghost much like
her own, and much like her stubborn refusal to relinquish the phantom, he
held...
1 year ago
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