You are not little Ms. Perfect, I don’t care how many guys you string along. You are attractive, it’s true. BUT your crappy personality really ruins it. When I hear your voice a little piece of me dies. And secretly, when you are doing your cutesy-patootsy routine with my friends, I imagine you sitting on the can having a really loud, unpleasant shit. And then I giggle. —Poop Face

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  1. are you just a wee bit jealous o.p.? sounds kind of like it to me. maybe she is a real good lay, or gives the best head around? although i would have to check this out first hand, to be able to say so.you know what, just picture her in 40 years to yourself, and then keep that mental picture in your brain, for whenever you need a good guffaw. i do it with people of walmart pics, they are fucking hillarious.

  2. blow me, i think he already has a good, workable visual to help him keep his unrequited lust for her in check. dude has a real hate for this girl. hate and lust are not incompatable in some persons.

  3. SHITTING

    What we have here is a widespread paradox, that relating to the male and female views of shitting. On one level both the male and the female view shitting as quite in the natural order of things. The activity and of course the stink is disgusting but for the most part both sexes view it as part of our animality, our being physical or incarnate human beings.

    However, when the perception of one sex as opposed to the other is taken into account, things are not so simple. While, as far as I know, the female envisioning the male shitting does not come up on her screen of consciousness, this is because, generally speaking, the female is less imaginative than the male, more “at home” in the world if you like. Giving birth and all that. By virtue of her femaleness, she is less given to flights of romantic fantasy. The same is not the case, however, with the male.

    The male, particularly the one in love with a particular female, has difficulty envisioning her shitting. This is not just the case of the male in love with a particular female but, say, of any venerated female figure. Think of the religious male who views the iconic objects of his veneration with religious devotion. How can the devout Catholic male, for example, even consider the spectacle of the Virgin Mary shitting? Of course, he can’t. And so his mental blockage extends to include the female objects of his love. He cannot view her shitting either.

    But, and here is the paradox, he knows in rational terms that she must shit. It’s unavoidable and yes, it’s stinky. On the one hand his rationality concurs. Yes, she shits. On the other hand, however, his romantic imagination recoils from the vision. It cannot be. That vision of beauty, that ethereal godess, cannot simply shit.

    The male is conflicted. He can be either a rationalist or a romantic on the question but he cannot be both. He is in a philosophical “cul-de-sac.” How can feminine beauty be reconclied with the gross act of her shitting? Can it be reconclied at all? It is at length, one supposes, an existential dilemma.

    This, of course, is the covert and concealed philosophical message of “Girls Poop Too.”

    A pleasure as always.

    Cheerio!

  4. Sounds like a sequel to a bad German scheibe (whatever that is) movie Avast! It’s called Girls Poop Two.

    Yea, this guy is using the visualization of loaf pinching to knock the lady off her pedestal. Whatever works for him I guess.

  5. Here is your Nerd Moment of the Week, BitchTrekkies:
    http://www.treknicalities.com/wp-content/u…
    Dyanne (Ilsa) Thorne is Girl#1 (in the black ensemble) from the much loved Trek Episode “A Piece of the Action” in which Kirk and Spock get to be Original Gangstas in a manner which Pupac Shakur, Kenny West and Iced Tea could never hope to comprehend.

  6. Thanks Boru!
    The she-wolf sounds like a real bitch.

    Ivan, you seem to be very familiar with all things Ilsa.

  7. Girlfriend – lemme juss tell you all da shizzle dats wrong wit her uniform >; )
    I prefer to think of myself as very familiar with all things Star Trek, but when in Rome…..

  8. To keep myself in check when posed with the tangled feelings of the imaginary, I simply picture the queen squeezing out a big steamy one.

    It works…. every single time. Every one poops!

    And realizing the ‘real’ keeps the horrible imaginings at bay.

  9. Meh. Jealous bitch is jealous. All you can say is that she has a crappy personality but you fail to describe it. The only thing you DO describe is that she is prettier than you.

    Forever alone 🙂

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