Curry night again
explosive diarrhea
porcelain throne time
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Paul Stewart
Award-Winning Writer, Poet, Scottish-Italian, Subversive.
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Comments (9)
At least it's sitting, not kneeling. And once it all cuts loose & comes out, doesn't it feel so much better?
So, another new form? Haipoo?
Ow. Been there, done that. Funny, but not. But kinda' funny. 🤣🙄
Such relatable heartbreak in this! And the use of the word "again" tells me there will be another time, and another. You have so many shitting in solidarity with you, and I hope you feel that ✊
Condolences to the toilet 🤣🤣🤣🤣
Without poop it would be a s@@@less life
🤣 Oh my. That’s some good shit.
Ha! 😂Love potty humour. Bravo, Paul 💕🙂
Lol!!! I made curry chicken the other night and I’m still having some stomach problems 😂😂😂😂 I love this haiku. So relatable. But, I’m still gonna eat curry no matter how many times it hurts my stomach.