Pooooopies!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1!!!!!!!!!!!!1!

Hey, guys. It's Willie the Aspie here, and I've got some crazy news about Poppy. Apparently she's gotten bitten by something or other, and I'm not talking about genital crabs or anything like that. I don't think she's caught my Ass Burgers, as she'd say. Well, maybe she has. She sure likes to get in there a lot. I don't rightly know what's gotten into that crazy girl, but she's been even more shit obsessed than she usually is. The whole thing started a couple of days ago. Since I help her with posting her tard stories, it hasn't really been obvious that she's been out sick. She thinks I have some kinda special connection to retarded people for some reason. But whatever. She came home on Friday with a bite mark on her hand. I've never known Poppy to be much of a fighter, 'cause she's not violent if it doesn't involve defending her corn or fisting a shit hole. I helped her bandage her wound and put some honey on it for disinfection purposes. Normally I wouldn't have gone all out like that, but with her shit fetish there's a lot of infections she can get. The funny thing is, the bite was starting to get all rotty and nasty, even though she insisted it was pretty fresh. I asked her whose ass didn't agree with her, and Poppy told me it was a mouth, as sure as we were breathing. The next day the poor girl came downstairs looking like hell and not feeling much better. I asked her if she wanted anything to eat, expecting her usual retort of screaming "Poopies!" Oddly enough, she was so sick she actually ate regular people food, like cereal and stuff. Of course, by that point keeping down anything was a miracle for her. I suggested she call in, and she went back to bed. I was visiting because I had to take care of dad. He's come down with something, too. I got over to the house on Sunday, and all I can say is "holyshitohmygodpleasesaveme." That ain't too eloquent, but I was never a poet. I've got Poppy's laptop right now, and I'm sitting out on the roof outside her window. She's beatin' on the glass like she wants to break it, and she and dad are all moaning like a pair of pornstars. They just keep moaning "Poopiiiiiiiieeeeeees," and I ain't going back in that house until she takes her fist elsewhere. She's never been that insistent, and she's succeeded in scaring the shit out of me. But no matter how much I throw in the window, she just wants more. I'm empty, people. There are a lot of people gathering around the house putting up the same chant. I hope I can survive this night of the poopy dead.

Tampon Instructions

While I was siting on the toilet giving birth to a delicious corn laden poopie I needed something to read. The only thing I could find around was a box of tampons I ocassional shove up my poopie hole to hold in all the pooey wet juices when I leek. Hey, whenever you fist yourself like I do, somethings things just leeked out!

Then, I found the motherload of erotic cartoons! It was right in the packaging. These slutty cartoons just shoe the tampon up their cunt like its a cock.



Oh, fuck yeah! Everything about that shit just made me so hawnee I fisted my poopie hole until it bled. The half-born poopie got smushed around. I had to rub the shit all over myself. MMmm.... So squish, so erotic! Thanks, Tampon Slut!

Poppy Pants Superstar!!!!

If I were gonna write a musical, I think I'd call it "Poopy Pants Superstar." I can't get that out of my head... "poopy pants, SUPERstaaaaaaaar!" I mean think about it. What could be more powerful than the ability to save your poopies in the convenient pocket you're already wearing every place you go? It's like the naughty equivalent of being able to save some kind of religious artifact.


When the time gets nigh, make sure to hold your beloved tighter than an unfisted sphincter underneath the poopytoe. If you've never hung up a poopytoe before, that's just a mistletoe decorated with delicious, lovely corn laden poo. Maybe I'm just a lovesick little puppy, but my Ethan just drives my poopy hole into spasms of love and lust and just plain gooey goodness. He really fists my shithole, if ya know what I mean ;)

So maybe one of these days you'll hit the local theater and check out Poopy Pants Superstar- I'm not that good at writing long stuff, but if you guys wanted to see it, I'd do whatever it takes to make you guys happy. I mean it- I love you guys. If you were hurt, I'd fist out my own guts to use as a tourniquet, and coat your wounds with holy healing poopies- because you absolutely rock!

Beautiful picture

This picture is so beautiful it made me cry. It is the perfect relationship. Being tied up and having your shit hole fisted. I am in heaven!!!!! I will leave you with that beautiful thought. Goodnight, shit freaks!

I am Ze Artist!!!!

I started my period today. It was so beautiful. I fisted my pussy and then I saw this nice bright red blood on my fingers. So I started painting on the wall with my period blood making a mural. Then I decided I need another color, So I fisted my poopie hole and then got out that lovely brown juice. Mmm.... I was making a lovely Yin Yang painting with red and brown. Then in the middle I decided to put in some corn where the dots should be. I am suck a wonderful artist!!!

Suspended from Yahoo Answers

Okay, this one I don't get. As someone who love poopies, I naturally have a few questions about them. Like why does my poopies have corn? Why do my farts smell good? What does poop taste like. (I found out later it tastes like spit.) Why is that considered trolling? Everyone should have more of a love for poopies. I love to fist my poopie hole and lick my fist. I wish everyone else would just enjoy a nice steamer on their coffee table like I do. I like to look up and watcfh the poopies fall from the poopie hole and just splatter on the coffee table. Then I pick out the corn and eat it. Mmmm....

Constipation

Today I was so constipated. Then I finally took a shit. Then my poopies came out bigger than my fist. My poopie hole was so big when I fisted it, it was like fisting a hallway. I was able to scrape out some good corn and eat it though. :D

Went swimming today

I went swimming today and had a great time. It wasn't until I got out of the water I realized my asshole has been streatched from years of fisting. I sat down and warm water just kept leeking out of my ass. IT was brown poey water. Then the corn came out in the brown ooze. I picked it up and tasted it. IT was watered down. Yuck! Now I need a butt plug to go swimming.