I got a good one brewing.
When I sit down to take a shit,and when that first little triangle of the turd breaks through.
That’s your face .
Little shit eye sockets.
Little shit mouth.
Hanging right out of my asshole 🤔
What a cute little face.
I admire for but a moment,,
I could clench and cut you in half👍
Creates a need for a more thorough cleanup, but ya know..
Sometimes it’s worth it ..
Sometimes…
Sometimes you have to cut a dooki in half, just to let the rest of em know who’s boss..
You’re a shit goblin 👺
So anyways…
As I’m shitting out the shit demon that reminds me of you, it turns it’s little shit head and squeals.
And in my mind’s eye ,I see it .
This horrible little squelch, and he’s like,, he’s wet,
Like someone off camera just came through and hit him with a spray bottle.
Little, wet, squealing shit demon 👿 that reminds me of you 👍
I have to..
I have to chop it in half with my anus.
It’s what GOD wants.
It might even be the reason I was put on this Earth 🌎
God’s plan..
I can hear it struggle in pain, as I begin to squeeze…
And finally..
Plop plop.
No fizz fizz.
It’s dead..
I killed it,, with my butthole.
And just when I think this entire ordeal is over, another one, I hear another one prying itself out of my white ass…
This one reminds me of your pal.. he fuckin deserves it too.
They all deserve it!
We’re surrounded!😧😧!
These things are running the program.
Shit running shit,
Because your asshole didn’t have the balls to cut them in half!!
(why would assholes have balls?)
Shut up,don’t distract me..
These shit people man!
They’re moist!
And growing!
They’re coming for you, they’ll ruin any good day you ever had..
What happens when you cutoff a narcissist?
They’ll get real mad.
And if you used to be in love, they’ll crucify you on social media.
Which is fine,, it’s fine, I don’t look at that crap.
Because I’m better than you.
And you are the material tumbling out of my asshole.
Just like you always were 👍
Killed a bunch of you in my previous incarnations,, I just know it..
So ,in this lifetime,,I had to pay. Had to be punished..
I accept that.
I yield…
You’re still a piece of shit though 👍
—–
The little mud man slid under the door, desperate for escape and shelter.
He knew, in his little mud heart, the will to survive is everything.
But he was hungry.
He ignored it, and it only made him stronger.
And he thought
“What would other mud people do in the situation?”
(Is mudman alone? Will he seek and find?)
He slid under the door and set out on his way.
A psychopath that doesn’t like being a psychopath.
That’s a novel concept.
I do love the novelty.
There’s a dead rat on the sidewalk .
Rotting
dawn 