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Send these, the homeless, Shaycom-tossed to me. I lift my lamp beside the banished door.
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Thursday, May 6, 2004GASTROINTESTINAL THEATRE ~ An Hommage to Chris2303's PooNow that we’ve entered the renaissance merde here in Blogitburg, launched by my personal proctologist our own resident Scatologist, Chris2303, the time (and air) seems ripe for my own pant-warming memoirs of fecal familiarity. So, strap on your Depends and join me for: GASTROINTESTINAL THEATRE True... Sign in to see full entry. |
I'm a victim.
Give me your tired, your pathetic, your huddled offenders yearning to breathe free, the wretched refuse of your teeming blogs.
Send these, the homeless, Shaycom-tossed to me. I lift my lamp beside the banished door.
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