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Okay guys, this shit is fucking erotic!!! It made me so hawnee, I ddin't know what to do with myself. I mean, turkeys were placed on this earth from the Great Almighty Poo so we can eat them. Well, they don't seem to mind or they would have had a great turkey uprising. But, since Turkeys are the Autistics of the animal kingdom, they don't give a fuck.

So, here ya go, some animal rights retard is bitching about the abuse of turkeys before they meet their God Given destiny of being a turkey sandwhich. I mean, what's more degrading than being food. Having someone eat your corpse. You think they would be bitchign about that instead.

However, after masterbating to this, I decided to make a delicious turkey sandwhich. I am going non-vegan non corn for once. For every animal these animal rights retards bitch about eating, I'll eat 2! If food wasn't meant to be eaten the Great almighty poo wouldn't give it to us to eat.

So, I took the turkey sandwhich and put two slices of cheese in it. I put butter on the outside and made a grilled cheese turkey sandwhich. then I fucked it. It reminded me of a granny vagina especially when you pull it apart and it even smells like a granny vagina too. Mmm... this shit makes me so hawnee!

Happy Valentines Day!

Happy Valentine's Day from the bottom of my bowels, poopy freaks! Ever since I started dating Chris, I've been a little nervous about whether he's as much into the poop fetish as I am. So I haven't been fisting him like I fist everybody else in my life. Sometimes I wonder if he only fists me to be polite, like the way people shake hands and stuff. Today was the day to find out. But of course, I wanted to make the day special in other ways, too.

The first thing I did was get a big box of chocolates for my man. Normally the woman doesn't buy them for the man, but this time it's different because they're made with extra special love. Throwing away those boring chocolate things, I took a massive dump and split it up into roughly even pieces. This way, my beautiful Chris could enjoy my poopies a little bit at a time. Some things in life need to be savored. I even made sure to wrap some period blood, pussy juices and pooey wet juices into some of my "Popalates" so they'd explode in his mouth for some extra special yumminess.

Yeah, I ate a few of them. Hope he doesn't mind. They're just so good!

But you know I had to do more than just a dinky little box of brown gold for my Chrissy. He's too special for ordinary things. So I went to his car and took a massive diarrhea dump all on the top, kinda like the whipped cream you put on the top of a sundae. But it wasn't shaped right, so I peeled off a little of the pooped cream and began to smear it all over the hood, the doors and the windows of his car. I wrote the usual things like "Be Mine" and "Poppy Loves Chris," but I think I outdid myself when I made "I'm Gonna Fist You Tonight" in really big brown letters. Ooh, I got so wet as those chunks of poopies slid through my fingers. I felt like a sculptor.

Happy Valentine's Day, everybody. If you haven't got anybody to fist, find somebody. No fist should go sans poopy hole today.

RICE LADEN POO

I accidently came accross this little Asian delicacy. Yesterday, I took a poopie as normal and then I rolled over in bed to lick it up as my breakfast in bed. I noticed my poopies looked strange. They seemed to have rice in them. They reminded me of the rice balls you'd get at the Chinese buffett.



I was wondering how my poopies got rice laden. I didn't eat any Chinese the past few days. Then I looked closer at it and the rice was moving! It was just little worms. So cute! They were like little protien bits. Normally, I live a healthy vegan lifestyle, but this is an exception. The worms were enjoying living in my poopie hole and back to my poopie hole they should go. They seem to enjoy my poo as much as I do. My poo is the sustainer of life!

I took a bite and damn it, RICE LADEN POO is mother fucking delicious! It does taste like rice! Howevr, the rice moves and tickles your tounge. So, when you are at home and want to have a hokey Asian night for dinner, don't forget the RICE LADEN POO!

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Happy Chinese New Year!

Hey, everybody. It's your old pal the Popanator, celebrating Chinese New Year. I have a lot to say about this holiday, and for once it isn't all shit related. See, I'm all about respecting life and having love for your fellow people, but I see the Chinese not having so much love for themselves. It's really sad, like they have some kind of mental problem or something. I might not be a paragon of mental fortitude, at least I don't kill anybody. If you've never heard of what the Chinese do, they have a government program that orders people to only have one child per couple. I don't know how that'd work for me, my autistic brother Willie and daddy, since between the three of us we form three separate couples... maybe they'd let us have 3 kids between us, unless you consider Willie and me to be Dermott's kids (which we are). Ugh, I could get a headache thinking about this stuff. It's probably a good thing I don't live in China. The Chinese are all about manhood and testosterone and stuff, so the Chinese have a custom of putting their baby girls outside to kill them. Only a really small number of girls are allowed to grow up, and this has a lot of problems. For one thing, when you have a billion men, no matter how much they shove their cocks up each other's poo holes, there isn't gonna be another generation. For another thing, all those young men with no soft, cuddly girls to hook up with have got to be some really angry people. I'm still waiting for China to start raiding other countries, just so they can get some women and actually breed. As daddy, Jay and Willie have proven, no amount of sex between two men will ever make a baby. I hear they also treat factory workers like slaves and tell people when they can and can't drive their cars. Why the hell does anybody live in China, anyway? That place really fists me the wrong way. So this Chinese New Year, pray at the altar of the Great Almighty Poo that the Chinese finally come out of their crazy, child killing ways and embrace the true love that only poop can provide.

Happy Fetish Day!

Today is National Fetish Day! A glorious day of celebrating all your fetishes and maybe exploring some new ones. I celebrated today by getting laid by my new boyfriend. Yes, I got me an Autistic. Before you go, "Oh, gross!" Remember Autistics males all have bent dicks. That bent dick is so bent it, it is a tight fit in my gopher sized poopie hole. Autistics also have a methodical humping action. It is so fun and wonderful! With bent asspie dick I was able to cum 15, 20 times! I lost count after I passed out. So, yeah, you can kinda say I have a tard fetish. Hey, now this one is high functioning Autistic, so he can change his diapers after he has an accident.

Also, my favourite of favourite fetishes is still and will always be CORN LADEN POO! No bent Autstic dick will compare.

In other words? Hold my hand. In other words? Baby kiss me! Fill my mouth with corn! Let me sing forever more! Corn is all I dream of, worship and adore! (Besides faecal matter of course!)

Now, excuse me while I shove a corn cob up my poopie hole and prance around my house! I will also call up that hot autistic man of mine. Hopefully I can get some bent cock up all my holes. I love it when he takes control of me, ties me up, and just fills my poopie hole with that bent dick! It is wider than my fist. THen he takes it out and I suck all the pooey wet juices and we do it again!

Popanator's Speech

Here is my speech and advice I give to all of you. www.madglibs.com helped me with this one:

Ladies and gentlemen of the Poopie of 69: Wear Corn.

If I could offer you only one tip for the future, Corn would be it. The long-term benefits of Corn have been proven by Whore, whereas the rest of my advice has no Fist more reliable than my own Brown experience. I will Fuck this advice now.

Enjoy the Condom and Corn Laden Poo of your youth... oh, never mind. You will not understand the Condom and Corn Laden Poo of your youth until they`ve Fisted. But trust me, in 45 years, you`ll look back at Shits of yourself and recall in a way you can`t Eat now how Delicious you really looked. You are not as Corn Laden as you imagine.

Don`t worry about the Poo. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to Squat a/an Poopie Hole equation by Humping Dildo. The real Shittles in your life are apt to be things that never Eated your worried Poopie Hole, the kind that Dancing you at 6 on some Autistic Tuesday. Do one thing every day that Fucks you. Tard Out. Don`t be Smelly with other people`s Testicles. Don`t put up with people who are Smelly with yours. Rolls.

Don`t waste your time on Computer. Sometimes you`re Yellow, sometimes you`re Red; the Period Blood is long, and in the end, it`s only with your Tampon. Remember Poo Bears you receive. Forget the Nuts. If you succeed in doing this, tell me how. Keep your old Retards; throw away your old Chimpanzees. Spray.

Don`t feel Wet if you don`t know what you want to do with your life. The most Chocolatey people I know didn`t know at 6 what they wanted to do with their lives. Some of the most Chocolatey 7-year-olds I know still don`t. Get plenty of Fists. Be kind to your Tits - you`ll miss them when they`re gone.

Maybe you`ll Slap, maybe you won`t. Maybe you`ll have Milk Droppings, maybe you won`t. Maybe you`ll Lap at 40, maybe you`ll dance the Licious Dog on your 75th Corn Kernal anniversary. Whatever you do, don`t Pick Up yourself too much, or Shit yourself, either. Your choices are half Coffee. So are everybody else`s.

Enjoy your Brown Crayon. Use it in every way you can. Don`t be afraid of it or what other people think of it; it`s the greatest Fingernail Polish you`ll ever own. Sniff. Even if you have nowhere to do it but your Bathroom. Read the Mexicans, even if you don`t Hump them. Do not read Fap Cup magazines; they will only make you feel Mother Fucking Licious.

Get to know your Brothers. You never know when they`ll be Autistic for good. Be nice to your Fathers. They`re your best link to your Condom and the people most likely to Suck with you in the Retard. Understand that friends Fling and Sing, but with a/an Retarded few, you should Shit. Work hard to Scratch the gaps in Crab and Pussy Dripping, because the older you get, the more you need the Fap Rags who Scratched you when you were Lovely.

Live in Popanator's Hole once, but leave before it makes you Awesome. Live in Gopher Hole once, but leave before it makes you Large. Jive. Accept certain Stupid truths: Retards will rise, Whores will philander. You, too, will get Lovely. And when you do, you`ll fantasize that when you were Gay, Retards were reasonable, Whores were noble, and children respected their Faggots. Respect your Faggots.

Don`t expect anyone else to Fist you. Maybe you`ll have a Poopie; maybe you`ll have a/an Delicious spouse. But you never know when either one might Hump. Don`t mess too much with your Poopie Hole or by the time you`re 654 it will look 5. Be careful whose advice you Eat, but be patient with those who Lick it. Advice is a form of Poop; Fucking is a way of fishing the Corn from the Great Almighty Poo, wiping it off, Corn Diving over the Fast parts, and Fucking it for more than it`s worth.

But trust me on the Corn.

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