Happy Friday the 13th!

There are a lot of reasons to celebrate today!! However, being Friday the 13th, I have to be very superstitious on what I do. Whenever I go to the side of the road looking for roadkill to play with, I have to make sure there are no black cats. If they cross your path, its bad luck. Sometimes, when I see a dead cat, it makes me very hawnee. I take my ring finger, and take out its little green eyeball. Then I rub my clitty against the opening, and maggot swarm around and it gets me off like a vibrator! Also, when a cat dies, the last thing it does is take a shit. The shit dries out in the sun and becomes shit jerky, so its a nice snack afterwards. But, I will avoid the black cats, because that is seven years back luck or some shit.

If I do fuck up and do something stupid today, it is also, Blame Someone Else Day. I love that holiday!! No matter what stupid shit I do, it is always someone else's fault! Like if I sniff jenkem and pass out and bust my head on the sink, I blame Willie, because his Autistic ass made the floor wet, because he can't piss in the toilet correctly. Wait, I celebrate that holiday, every day. So, in that respect, its business as usual.

The last and awesomest holiday today, is RUBBER DUCKIE DAY! Not as fun as real duckies, but after a good sniff of jenkem, my rubber duckie will talk to me. I lay in the bathtub and I'm always sad that my poo hole gets wet and the poo just floats on, but my rubber duckie I named Pooey tells me there will always be more. I tried making a rubber duckie out of poopies, but he just falls apart in my weekly bath. That is why I had to go out and by a real rubber one. He is brown, so he kinda looks like poo.

Well poopie freaks, Happy Holidays! Also, being Friday, it will be a great time to buy a gift for your sweetie. Here's a couple of ideas. Also, remeber, only 1 month to Valentines day. Your fridgid bitch may not let you fist her poo hole without a gift first!

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Poopy Crossing t-shirt by Popanator
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T-Shirts for you fisting buddy!!

On the Twelth Day of Fistmas...

On the twelfth day of Fistmas my shit hole gave to me twelve humpers humping,

eleven pissy fountains,
ten dead cats rotting,
nine maggots dancing,
eight poopy cookies,
seven anal rodents,
six steamers steaming,
five fisty fists,
four rainbow turds,
three ass pies,
two corny cobs,
and a poopy right on my knee.

On the Tenth Day of Fistmas...

On the tenth day of Fistmas my shit hole gave to me ten dead cats rotting,

nine maggots dancing,
eight poopy cookies,
seven anal rodents,
six steamers steaming,
five fisty fists,
four rainbow turds,
three ass pies,
two corny cobs,
and a poopy right on my knee.

Cat puke!

I like cats. They're soft and furry, and they like to throw up. Normally I'm not that into vomiting, because it upsets the natural order of things. We eat, the food churns around in there awhile, and then we poop it out as sweet, yummy poopies - it's the cycle of things. But every once in awhile you've just gotta purge. I was out walking around, and I saw a cat eating some grass. I think they do that so they can throw up more easily, and I thought it looked like an interesting pass time. So I picked up a clump of grass, and stuffed it in my mouth. Not the tastiest stuff ever, but it had a texture kind of like pubic hair, and that's all right by me. So I chomped on it for awhile, and it turned my teeth a pretty green color - I know what I'll be doing for St. Patrick's Day. Soon enough, after awhile I felt that familiar surge of acid swelling up, and I let loose. I started puking so much, I decided to write my name with the stuff. Too bad I only got out "Popan" before I fell over completely empty. Next time I'll plan ahead, and eat a big meal first. I hear a lot of girls do that, must be something to it.

Poopies for sale!!!!!

Kitty crunchies!!!

Ah, the sandy poopies of my little kitty. Sandy kitty poopies are just so poopielicious and divine. I can just pick them up, and snack on their sharp, crunchy texture – they're like pickles, only poopier! And when I'm too full for a snack, I take the kitty poopies out to my corn field and mix 'em in with the soil – I like to give Mother Earth a tasty snack, too. My corn's growing big and strong – more ears than I can fit up mah poopie hole, so far. But I'm workin' on it! And my kitty is just so happy to give me more poopies whenever I want – he'll leave 'em on my bed, on my dresser, even in my hand if I squeeze him a little bit. He takes after me! It's so CUUUUUUTE!!!