Another Crappy Limerick

Poopy Poem

There once was a turd in my bottom

He wanted to stay, but I fought him

    After hours of strain

    The beast finally slain

Now to stop bleeding from my rectum

No one gives a fourth of a cum covered turd what you think, but please don't let that stop you from spreading your insightful wit to the world by commenting below. Or fuck, you're such a pussy-eating faggot you're probably interested in the rss feed of this shitty site. Oy vey.

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The only thing it is wrong to be wrong about is being right. Pompous incorrectness should be punishable by death.