Denny Dent. It's a performance artist.

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What if everyone farted at once?

Pablo Picaso. One giant masterpeice.

Anne Coulter. Because it's an inflamed asshole that spews shit everywhere.
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Yo quiero Taco Bell.

Da Vinci. Master of all trades fecal. A true renaissance (wo)man.

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Man who stand on toilet seat is high on pot.

I would have to say Carl Andre, the minimalist. Since losing weight my dumps are small and rather pedestrian and Andre's work tends to be on the brown side and also pedestrian.

You'll find no exciting elements in his works, no nike swished cheese berets, no eccentric flamingos painted turquoise and certainly no beggers only accepting nothing but bon mots and Vanuatu Vatu's (138.96 to the Euro at current exchange rates).

Rembrandt. Such a great work of art you have to stand there and admire it before flushing.

You have my commiserations, Bunga.

How disappointing it must be to have such boring, tedious, and passionless turds.

Lately it's been Pollock. I've been dabbling back and forth with aloe vera as a suppliment; and when I don't use it, things are more explosive.

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Mine are consistently like a Frank Auerbach portrait - bold, expressionistic, well textured and somewhat unconventional.

Norman Rockwell, because mine leave a satisfying, wholesome, calming effect.

Recently, mine has been Gallagher-ized.
An explosive mess that feels like my tailbone has been hit with a hammer.

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You have the right to remain Silent but Deadly....

GG Allin.....Fucking insanity!

I had to vote "other" not for any real artistic endeavors accomplished by my ass, but because any 3 year old with a play doh factory and a couple of crayolas could produce my ...uh....produce, so to speak.

Willem and Elaine de Kooning.

Energizer... keeps going & going & going. I'm afraid to fart anymore. I'll kill 1 super roll of t.p in a full day and go 3 times in the morning before I leave the house. I guess some would call that I.B.S.

For this mornings poop I would have to say Picasso. Not a whole lot of form but still interesting to look at.

Vermeer
Strangley serene poop, built up from light and always engaged in some lazy domestic activity, like knocking at the poop shute door while I'm knitting.

I have to say Magritte because my poop is surreal
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SamDamnit!
The Emir of Crapistan

H.R. Giger-Disturbing and surreal

Edvard Munch, sometimes moody, often emotional and occasionally painful, but almost always dark.

Recently it's been like a political cartoonist. It really stinks and doesn't produce much material.

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Born right the first time.

I'm going to say Andy Warhol, only because every time I shit there seems to be a fucking war going on in my hole.

It depends on who you consider an artist. For me it would be Michael Jackson. His work is usualy shit.

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whats that smell?

I do love MJ's artwork. I especially like his painting titled "Young boy on a Hot Wheel"

I would have to say Dali, as of late. Because it seems everytime I defacate anymore, my shit justs melts out of my ass. Sometimes (half the time, actually) explosively. Hmmm, perhaps this represents the internal strife representative of the Artist's struggle. I don't know. To add fuel (poo-el?) to the fire, I feel as though I am tripping as I dizzily turn to flush, mesmerized by the slurry and melting, Dali-esque mosaic of fecal debris. Then again I may have popped a vein in my forehead pushing too hard. I don't know.
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Fecalfeliacs, fear my butt's wrath...for I too, poo.

First post. Wow that felt good! Kinda like taking a, you know...
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Fecalfeliacs, fear my butt's wrath...for I too, poo.