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Another Short With Shit In It.

The toilet watched the cheeks plant themselves firmly on its seat.
It watched the anus with intent, scrutinizing each quiver, each clench. The anus relaxed, sphincter drooping slightly as gas and smaller pellets of poo dropped. An introduction to the weighty stool to follow. Soon it came. It was a thick stool, strong in odor and sound in color. Clearly, a fine bout of digestion had taken place The stool left a long olive smear across the inside of the bowl. It had dropped just above the water line, leaving an impeccable mark. No mean amount of flushing would wash that scar away. As the lever depressed and the stool rushed into the trap, it left a new signature along the porcelain. Not indelible, but lasting nonetheless. But the toilet took it all, seeming to smile with its smooth cozy seat and carpet covered lid. It did a capital job of hiding its indignation. But one day, it vowed ruefully, it would back up. Yes, one day it would flood the world in its own shit.

Date Written: May 25, 2004
Author: Ferucio P. Chhretan
Average Vote: 3.8333

06/1/2004 John Slocum (4): This reminds me a Scheisse (sp?) video I recently watched, but instead of the stool falling into the toilet, it fell slowly into a woman's mouth. Author's description here could be mine describing the video. Hmmm....
06/1/2004 Will Disney (3): goddammit what is wrong with my toilet? i even had the super come up and snake the damn thing but still it only flushes one out of two times. jees.
06/1/2004 Benny Maniacs (4): The "olive streak" made my heart soar like an eagle.
06/1/2004 Benny Maniacs: This is definitely the work of Nescafe.
06/1/2004 Mr. Pony (4): Or it could be TheBuyer, maybe. Either way, some of the word choices seem odd, but that could have more to do with the author being a dirty foreigner.
06/1/2004 TheBuyer: Nope. I would have used, "mocha-frost teardrop" in the place of "olive smear."
06/1/2004 TheBuyer: then I followed the link...I don't remember writing it but I also don't remember a lot of things. No, I didn't, there's no way. I was in Moosejaw, Saskatchewan getting pemican, prairie oysters, and wormwood from some dude near Onion Lake when this was written.
06/1/2004 TheBuyer (4):
06/2/2004 Jon Matza (4): Enjoyed this.