Journalism! It's gotta be this track that does it for me.
Seriously, just listen to the lyrics of the Rocky Theme. Tell me it's not about doing a really hard shit.
Reminds me of the roadside taco stand + water park = the day of muddy tears I experienced oh so many years ago.
I was already laughing at the amount of ways you could phrase taking a shit, but then the music kicked in. best blog post I've read on Destructoid thus far, good sir.
Personally there is nothing quite like putting on some boss battle music for what you know will be an epic dump, poop !
You sir are a visionary genius, your Noble Prize shall be received in the mail shortly. Once I took a shower in the dark to see what it was like. It scared the sh*t out of me it was like a black and white horror movie(try it sometime). Hmm.. Gives me an idea I think I'll put on some eerie music and drop a fudge donkey in the dark. The horror sh*ts: terrifying turds around every corner.
Also try extreme sleeping, Once when I got drunk at my cousins house, and decided to go to sleep on his neighbors roof. We eat, sleep, shower, and poo so often in life that it takes up a considerable amount of our time, might as well mix it up and try to have some fun.
Also try extreme sleeping, Once when I got drunk at my cousins house, and decided to go to sleep on his neighbors roof. We eat, sleep, shower, and poo so often in life that it takes up a considerable amount of our time, might as well mix it up and try to have some fun.
@Scissors
I think we should run away together, I don't care how dangerous my family said it would be to run with Scissors.
I think we should run away together, I don't care how dangerous my family said it would be to run with Scissors.
The act of evacuating one's bowels is a truly emotional one. Each straining muscle is dedicated to one task -- parts of the body which normally have nothing to do with each other co-operate in a beautiful display of teamwork. Sweat slides down slippery hide; a primitive grunt is expelled, along with the stress and strife of the modern world. Then, in one aching moment of final ecstasy, the age old ritual is complete and calm and tranquility reigns anew.
Brian Eno is piped through my toilet bowl.
Brian Eno is piped through my toilet bowl.
I had to take a decent dump the other day right before my final exam. I assumed it could wait, and it was the biggest mistake of my life. I didn't even get to finish the exam. I left the last three answers blank and jetted to my car. I barely made it home on time to drop the load whilst tears streamed from my eyes. This could've all been avoided if I wasn't afraid of using a public toilet, but then I wouldn't have a story to tell. Amazing blog.

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