Monthly Archives: October 2012

well done casserole

O morning flow from my arsehole, Your like a well done casserole. my sinuses are on the blink, so I cannot assess your stink.

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liquid flame

o morning poo of liquid flame, my poor ring you burn and maim, last night’s chilli is to blame. I won’t be eating that again

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rogan josh

O reeking log of rogan josh, you plip and plop and splash and splosh, but anyone who joins your mosh, will need a jolly thorough wash.

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egg yolk and apricot

O morning poo your stench has power, before your reek my nostrils cower, its like egg yolk and apricot, after anaerobic rot.

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