Monday, April 13, 2009

Freudian Pooping



I had a dream last night that I woke up with an intense sensation emerging from my bowels. I was confused, but I felt that the safest course of action would be to go to the bathroom. I proceeded to wail and scream in anguish as I unloaded some heavy volumes of poop into my delicate toilet that sits low to the ground. Because it was a dream, I'm not sure if it was a speedy expidition or not, but I distinctly remember looking over at my door near the end where I saw my dog watching me with a worried look in her eyes, and fell over dead.


- Steele Poop

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