Poopus Maximus

This poo defies logic. It knows no bounds. It isn’t governed by the same laws of reason as we are. You can’t stop or control it; you can only hope to contain it. And my toilet just barely does. Using an officially sanctioned commode, I don’t think its physically possible to make a straight shit […]

You see it in movies and look forward to doing it your whole life, but let me tell you; you're never truly prepared for identifying and claiming your first werewolf mauled body from the morgue.