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The big Crap
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Complete, First published Feb 17, 2015
So last night me and my old pal Sherk were walking to the nearest taco bell. We were so ready for the contest we have. It was me and shrek poop feast, we see Who can make the biggest do-do.I'm pretty sure I'm gonna win, i've been practicing. like last night let's just say my mom has to get a new toilet it's to big to flush, the things boon gave me helped get it out.
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From Horses to Skateboards

33 parts Complete Mature

I search for a cup, but don't see one so Will pulls one out from under the machine. What a stupid place to hide the cups. Who's going to see that? I position it under the hole it came out of and wait, but nothing happens. "Oh." I mock. "Is this one voice-activated?" Will turns around to glance at me since he was checking out a group of girls in bikini tops and shorts. Yeah, that's totally girlfriend material. Not. "Pour!" I order, but the machine keeps moving in a circle, mixing the green goo. "Open! Spill! Fill!" "Stop it!" Will yells, taking the cup and pulling a lever until green goo comes out. "What is wrong with you?" "I thought it did it by itself." I mumble as I realize the group of girls is staring at me and laughing. Great. So much for making friends. Will walks to the counter, too embarrassed to look at the girls and slaps the cups on the counter. "Money." He orders, holding out his hand. I reach in my boot, pull it out and slap it into his hand. He looks disgusted, but hands it to the lady anyways. "You are so not in Kansas anymore."