I had guiness arse again the other night. I know when I'm getting past the sixth pint that it's going to be a fun day tomorrow. I can tell it's coming and I gotta wait for it to back up so I can get it all out at the same time with no going back for a replay. And when it comes, oh boy, does it come. WHAM! BAM! Thankyou mam . .
Phew, guiness mate, doesn't burn but it sure does have some force behind it . . .
Guinness - well known to fat you fat and your shit black.
Madman - indeed, my poos have been awesome, up to 6 in 2 and a bit days. My colon hasn't had so much usage since that warm night in that friendly German cafe...
you know theres some kind method as part of a detox to clear out your large intestine which i saw on tv on Richard and Judy i believe. They shove a small tube, well 2 tubes up ur arse, one that pumps water in and another that pups stuff out. It looked disghusting and the way the tv presenter pointed out the chunks flowing through the clear tube.... ewwwwww
this is genuine, I just cant remember what they call it...
My mother has it, and stress, some foods, some drinks, illness, pretty much anything will mean she spends the day sat on the crapper. Which sucks for me, as the toilet upstairs is pinned to the wall behind my bed, so not only do I hear nextdoor on the crapper through solid brick wall, but I hear people trough cardboard... I mean plaster board walls. Ergh.
I ate two of the cookies from school yesterday, and then I got diarrea later that day. That's the last time I'm eating anything that is not packaged from school. So, not only does the school food taste bad, it makes you sick.
ok this is a weird one , i do believe every day, as a matter of fact i have not been yet today, i feel one coming on now!!!! SHIT BRB (now where did i put that bog brush rofl)