i like poop. i like to poop. i like laughing about poop. i like to tell people about my poops. my email adress will even tell you i like to eat it, but that's not true. . .
poop crayons are my favorite poop. poop serpents are another favorite ( one that knots itself into a pretzel but has a head that sticks out...like the loch ness monster)
nothing says good shit like a butt gasm.
the largest poop i've seen looked like it came out of a family sized progresso soup can. it wouldn't flush. i came across that when i worked at the vans skate park in the employee bathroom. it's questionable whether it was an employee though.
any law firm i go to i like to leave a load (i'm a legal courier). there's a few out in the boonies i make habit to go to when i'm working. the downstairs bathroom at work is the best.
one that isn't cold and has a heavy duty flush. low flush scares me.
through poop culture which i heard about on the radio. after this, i don't think i'll need myspace.