Monday, February 02, 2009

More of the same

I've started this new routine for the crapper in the morning. Now I take my ipod touch in with me and play solitaire! I can't get up until I win. You know I think that I've been cutting things off prematurely because if I sit there long enough, more nuggets inevitably come down the pipeline. Now that I've got a pooputation, people keep sending me poop related stories and links and whathaveyou. This comic on the 4 ninja methods to look cool while doing #2 totally cracked me up. Thanks Dykewife!

Then Coffeedog sent me an email titled, How to tell if your butt smells accompanied by this photograph.


And finally, courtesy of my brother, I received another photo in the mail the other day. He said that he thought I'd appreciate it.


Poor liitle guy.

13 comments:

CoffeeDog said...

Now we can use the phrase "Do penguins shit white?" and the answer will be yes.

Roxrocks said...

Pooputation!

That brought the LOLs this morning!

You are the King of the Krapper, that's for sure!

David said...

I so did not need that this morning.

A Lewis said...

You are REALLY going to get in some trouble for this, you know that.....

GayProf said...

I thought that they advised us to limit the time sitting on the toilet to avoid hemorrhoids.

evilganome said...

Loved the ninja cartoons, especially the flyover.

Mel said...

Might I suggest simply increasing your fibre intake?

My verification word today is "singe", which certainly has some scatological connotations.

Mark in DE said...

LOL - too funny!

Scooter said...

Reminds me of that Cole Porter song...you know the one that goes, "So go do that poo poo that you do so well."

Luuworld said...

haha, funny pictures! :-D

dirkmancuso said...

Sweet Christmas! Is that poop coming out of that lil penguin's butt? What the hell?!?!?!?!?

Phronk said...

Birds don't poo or pee, they just squirt out a single combo dish.

* THE MORE YOU KNOW *

Greg said...

Ha ha...you know you're all jealous of that little penguin's ability.

Torn, it occurred to me yesterday that I think of you *at least* once a day, whether I want to or not.

I'm sorry it's not associated with something a shade more glamorous, but I suppose you've made it an artform. Well, if you master any of these ninja techniques you might border on artform, anyway.