Yes go to my local grocer. There I can find some high school dropout from Belize or Yemen, who knows nothing about western proper bowel friendly foods, find some bug infested fruit or vegetable to get me to feel better. Yes I'd like iguana and pineapples on aisle five. What kind of stupid shit is this? I'd be interested in knowing what the "local grocer" knows about my bowels, your bowels, or their bowels.

Brown Onion Wrote:
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> Yes go to my local grocer. There I can find some
> high school dropout from Belize or Yemen, who
> knows nothing about western proper bowel friendly
> foods, find some bug infested fruit or vegetable
> to get me to feel better. Yes I'd like iguana and
> pineapples on aisle five. What kind of stupid shit
> is this? I'd be interested in knowing what the
> "local grocer" knows about my bowels, your bowels,
> or their bowels.


You've been a tremendous support/educator, but please enough with the racist nonsense. Its not helping our cause.

Dave Johns Wrote:
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> Brown Onion Wrote:
> --------------------------------------------------
> -----
> > Yes go to my local grocer. There I can find
> some
> > high school dropout from Belize or Yemen, who
> > knows nothing about western proper bowel
> friendly
> > foods, find some bug infested fruit or
> vegetable
> > to get me to feel better. Yes I'd like iguana
> and
> > pineapples on aisle five. What kind of stupid
> shit
> > is this? I'd be interested in knowing what the
> > "local grocer" knows about my bowels, your
> bowels,
> > or their bowels.
>
>
> You've been a tremendous support/educator, but
> please enough with the racist nonsense. Its not
> helping our cause.

Shut up, cunt.

TMOS thread champion Wrote:
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> Dave Johns Wrote:
> --------------------------------------------------
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> > Brown Onion Wrote:
> >
> --------------------------------------------------
>
> > -----
> > > Yes go to my local grocer. There I can find
> > some
> > > high school dropout from Belize or Yemen, who
> > > knows nothing about western proper bowel
> > friendly
> > > foods, find some bug infested fruit or
> > vegetable
> > > to get me to feel better. Yes I'd like iguana
> > and
> > > pineapples on aisle five. What kind of stupid
> > shit
> > > is this? I'd be interested in knowing what
> the
> > > "local grocer" knows about my bowels, your
> > bowels,
> > > or their bowels.
> >
> >
> > You've been a tremendous support/educator, but
> > please enough with the racist nonsense. Its not
> > helping our cause.
>
> Shut up, cunt.

KILL YOURSELF NIGGER TMOS THREADS GET SPAMMED ON SIGHT

I KILL THREADS WITH GORE Wrote:
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> TMOS thread champion Wrote:
> --------------------------------------------------
> -----
> > Dave Johns Wrote:
> >
> --------------------------------------------------
>
> > -----
> > > Brown Onion Wrote:
> > >
> >
> --------------------------------------------------
>
> >
> > > -----
> > > > Yes go to my local grocer. There I can find
> > > some
> > > > high school dropout from Belize or Yemen,
> who
> > > > knows nothing about western proper bowel
> > > friendly
> > > > foods, find some bug infested fruit or
> > > vegetable
> > > > to get me to feel better. Yes I'd like
> iguana
> > > and
> > > > pineapples on aisle five. What kind of
> stupid
> > > shit
> > > > is this? I'd be interested in knowing what
> > the
> > > > "local grocer" knows about my bowels, your
> > > bowels,
> > > > or their bowels.
> > >
> > >
> > > You've been a tremendous support/educator,
> but
> > > please enough with the racist nonsense. Its
> not
> > > helping our cause.
> >
> > Shut up, cunt.
>
> KILL YOURSELF NIGGER TMOS THREADS GET SPAMMED ON
> SIGHT

Lemme guess... 3rd grade education?

More Pix for BO Wrote:
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> fell> out of my
> starfishfell> out of my
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Nobody can see your stupid pictures thanks to image block.

Thank you to whomever blocked the virgin who puts poop pictures up and blasts us with baffling bowels. You are a bowel buddy and appreciate your support.

Off to church and my cars been cleaned by wetbacks to clear out wetbacks=recyling.

Howdy brown guyz! I got me the day off taday an I jus got payed. I am lookin forward to a cookout with my roomate an some friends who live on tha other side of our townhouse complex. I haz been workin 6 dayz a week ever since our best employee at the jiffy lube had hiz green card expire on him. we ar tryin ta keep his job open while he triez to get the green card renewed. I dont like workin 6 dayz but my paycheckz are bigger an I am doin pretty good on money and both my credit cardz are payed off.
I am bringin turkey burgerz an whole wheat bunz to tha cookout so that should be good for my bowelz but they will be cookin other stuff too and it will be a temptation if i smellz ribz cookin on tha charcoal fire. I shore do love ribz with cold beerz.
I shore doez hope all yall brown guyz are doin well. I like readin thiz thread.

Dad and the obese neighbor are playing naked twister in the living room. Glad mom is still drunk.

red onion class of 2006 Wrote:
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> Howdy brown guyz! I got me the day off taday an I
> jus got payed. I am lookin forward to a cookout
> with my roomate an some friends who live on tha
> other side of our townhouse complex. I haz been
> workin 6 dayz a week ever since our best employee
> at the jiffy lube had hiz green card expire on
> him. we ar tryin ta keep his job open while he
> triez to get the green card renewed. I dont like
> workin 6 dayz but my paycheckz are bigger an I am
> doin pretty good on money and both my credit cardz
> are payed off.
> I am bringin turkey burgerz an whole wheat bunz to
> tha cookout so that should be good for my bowelz
> but they will be cookin other stuff too and it
> will be a temptation if i smellz ribz cookin on
> tha charcoal fire. I shore do love ribz with cold
> beerz.
> I shore doez hope all yall brown guyz are doin
> well. I like readin thiz thread.

Way to go on stepping up Red Onion. Extra money always does help, although I hope you can get some rest with the long hours and schedule.

My sister Matilda is here, so off to First Watch. Get to hear my sister's bowel woes, while eating something that could lead to goulash.

I hopes you enjoys firstwatch mr brownonion, I sends my bestest regards ta you an yo sister.

Dad and the obese neighbor are talking about prostate massage and felching. Are these health/medical related? I am worried with their level of gas in the house, dads cigarette will ignite it. I don't know why they constantly test the amount of farts that can be produced, or why the obese neighbor is wearing a jock strap. These two men are odd.

You guys are still bitching about bad bowel movements? Grow up!

I am feeling a little bloated so I am going to drink a shitload of of benefiber and then eat three or four all beef hot dogs and a pint of potato salad. I am going to punish my bowels.

boiled onion Wrote:
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> I am feeling a little bloated so I am going to
> drink a shitload of of benefiber and then eat
> three or four all beef hot dogs and a pint of
> potato salad. I am going to punish my bowels.


Why punish them? What have your bowels done to deserve this?

Spring your dad loves me, my love handles and his passion is undeniable. He is all man if you know what I mean, and I will always be faithful to him. He proposed marriage this morning and with tears I said yes. He's such a hopeless romantic, getting down on his knees and writing the proposal with shit on the walls. Truly amazing and I'm glad we are now engaged.

red onion class of 2006 Wrote:
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> I hopes you enjoys firstwatch mr brownonion, I
> sends my bestest regards ta you an yo sister.


Thank you Red Onion. It was a good meal. Then Matilda clogged the toilet leading to water coming out to the dining area. The waiter said, "you've got to be shitting me!" Calmly I replied, "no but my sister is." Tipped heavily and hope they have a service pro type of company with hazmat skills.

I wish dad would stop making grandma sell jenkum. She drives through and delivers in the Bailey's area, and it really worries me. Its an unsafe area and I worry other jenkum dealers could have a conflict with her. Mom says there shouldn't be many more deliveries there, but until she gets home I will eat salad and celery sticks.

What's your waist size? I have new underwear for you.

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>poop pictures up >poop pictures up >poop pictures up >poop pictures up >poop pictures up >poop pictures up >poop pictures up >poop pictures up >poop pictures up

Image blocking onion Wrote:
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> More Pix for BO Wrote:
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> starfishfell> out of my
> >
> starfishfell> out of my
> >
> starfishfell> out of my
> >
> starfish
>
>
> Nobody can see your stupid pictures thanks to
> image block.image block.image block.image block.image block.image block.image block.

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> Matilda clogged the toiletMaMatilda clogged the toiletMatilda clogged the toiletMatilda clogged the toiletMatilda clogged the toiletMatilda clogged the toiletMatilda clogged the toiletMatilda clogged the toilettilda clogged the toilet

How old are you? A sophomore in high school?

Brown Onion Wrote:
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> starfish/midwives/rectal mirrorgroan throne
eat corn out of Matilda's asshole

The Real VGO Wrote:
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> What's your waist size? I have new underwear for
> you.


More imposters with endless time on their hands. You flatter us with your imitation and cries for attention. How are your bowels? also, sometimes I eat jewelry to hunt for fabulous prizes in toilet bowl...

...Spring I miss you.

Gift of the Rectal Mirror Wrote:
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> Brown Onion Wrote:
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> > starfish/midwives/rectal
> mirror

Hi all, 5am guy checking in again. 5am guy had a good but short vacation last week. 5am guy was driving his new Lincoln automobile around Virginia and North Carolina for several days. 5am guy stayed at a hampton in that served a fabulous breakfast and 5am guy got a little carried away eating belgian waffles and sausage links. 5am guy ended up having to take a dump later that day in a Dairy queen restroom somewhere south of Richmond and that was a bad experience for 5am guy. 5am guy wishes everyone here well.

5am guy was nervous and also forgot to mention that he decided he likes men better than women, given all the problems he’s had with women lately. 5am guy met a latin housekeeping gentleman at the hampton two nights ago. The latin man gave 5am guy an enema, followed by an unforgettable evening. 5am guy loves the cock now. 5am guy just wanted to get that off his chest too.

Ate hash browns. What was I thinking? My poor bowels!

5am guy Wrote:
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> 5am guy was nervous and also forgot to mention
> that he decided he likes men better than women,
> given all the problems he’s had with women
> lately. 5am guy met a latin housekeeping gentleman
> at the hampton two nights ago. The latin man gave
> 5am guy an enema, followed by an unforgettable
> evening. 5am guy loves the cock now. 5am guy just
> wanted to get that off his chest too.

5am great news about your new car! Intimate application of enema by the gentle hand of a grown man can be sublime - know thy self and imbibe in the forbidden fruit and your bowels shall be happy anon.

Gift of the rectal mirror that is some pretty artistic stuff - youve outdone yourself with the mosaic of poo gifs! Well done.

Gift of Mirror guy is good Wrote:
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> Gift of the rectal mirror that is some pretty
> artistic stuff - youve outdone yourself with the
> mosaic of poo gifs! Well done.


You are truly nuts. Woke up this morning with that oh so familiar feeling. Dilation is occurring and this shit is going to hurt.

Brown Onion Wrote:
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>this shit is going to hurtshit is going to hurtshit is going to hurtshit is going to hurtshit is going to hurtshit is going to hurtshit is going to hurt

The obese neighbor was the math teacher today. A lot of kids were rude to him, and while true he farted non stop he's good at the subject. For a man who drinks beer and eats terrible foods, I'm rather impressed.

I expect my man back home now.

Wow this place continues to be interesting. I've had some luck with my rear adding falafel, light salads with no dressing, and some other fruits and vegetables. Nothing earth shattering but still an improvement.

The obese neighbor must be on his break in classes. Him and dad are in the cafeteria, drinking beers, smoking cigarettes and farting. Why they are holding hands I'm not sure, nor do I understand why mom threw boiling water at them in a saucepan. Grandma must have sold the principal jenkem as he is walking around hallucinating and looks disheveled. School or home, not sure which one is more strange.

I GOTTA ASK HOW IS THE FAGGOT POSTING THOSE SHIT GIFS ANYWAY IM JUST WONDERING ALSO FUCK YOUR LOCAL GROCER GUY YOU DONT KNOW SHIT DUDE/THE SHIT SPAMMER NEEDS TO DIE OF CANCER

I HATE THAT SHIT SPAMMER Wrote:
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> I GOTTA ASK HOW IS THE FAGGOT POSTING THOSE SHIT
> GIFS ANYWAY IM JUST WONDERING ALSO FUCK YOUR LOCAL
> GROCER GUY YOU DONT KNOW SHIT DUDE/THE SHIT
> SPAMMER NEEDS TO DIE OF CANCER


Do your bowels also spell in all upper case letters?

I HATE THAT SHIT SPAMMER Wrote:
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> I GOTTA ASK HOW IS THE FAGGOT POSTING THOSE SHIT
> GIFS ANYWAY IM JUST WONDERING ALSO FUCK YOUR LOCAL
> GROCER GUY YOU DONT KNOW SHIT DUDE/THE SHIT
> SPAMMER NEEDS TO DIE OF CANCER


sorry to offend ALLCAPS GUY. I have no beef with you. Tell imposter Brown Onion to stop posting and the gifs stop. He does seem fond of them tho so Id expect he makes up some reason he cannot log in under a different non-imposter name. I would say you sound like you would benefit from a long talk with the person in charge of produce at your local grocery. How are your bowels?

Brown Onion Wrote:
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your bowelsyour bowelsyour bowelsyour bowelsyour bowelsyour bowels

I HATE THAT SHIT SPAMMER Wrote:
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> I GOTTA ASK HOW IS THE FAGGOT POSTING THOSE SHIT
> GIFS ANYWAY IM JUST WONDERING ALSO FUCK YOUR LOCAL
> GROCER GUY YOU DONT KNOW SHIT DUDE/THE SHIT
> SPAMMER NEEDS TO DIE OF CANCER


Go away, you retarded fat fuck.

5AM GUY SAYS USE THE MAXTHON NITRO BROWSER ON THIS THREAD TO BLOCK THE SHIT PICTURES. IF YOU ARE USING CHROME OF FIREFOX OR IE THEN YOU ARE STUPID USE MAXTHON !!

http://www.maxthon.com/nitro/

Chocolate donuts. What was I thinking? My poor bowels!

I am going to get my learners permit after school. I am nervous and it is making my bowels feel funny.

You'll do great spring onion! Just remember all of us once learned how to drive and you'll be fine.

I am shocked that the obese neighbor is the principals Administrative Assistant now. Dad is currently the custodian, smoking cigarettes and drinking beers. He seems kind of down mopping floors, and I don't know what to make all of this. It is an odd day.

Instead of posting such information, which could be used against you, be sure to visit your local grocer. There you can ask for the produce manager. This is a person that has dedicated their lives to people's nutrition. They pick the best fruits from farms to be shipped to their locations, and have their employees put them onto the displays. They are a valuable asset in health.

My bowels are irritated. In a few hours, just like our American planes will be dropping bombs on ragheads in Syria, my bombay doors will open to a groan throne of agony. It will be good to dispose of this ordinance, as midwives have been called in. The rectal mirror is disturbing and I fear the worst for my Kohler.

Advise Onion Wrote:
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> Instead of posting such information, which could
> be used against you, be sure to visit your local
> grocer. There you can ask for the produce manager.
> This is a person that has dedicated their lives to
> people's nutrition. They pick the best fruits from
> farms to be shipped to their locations, and have
> their employees put them onto the displays. They
> are a valuable asset in health.


Ive been in the grocery business now for almost 16 years and its a grind. Yea, I know ultimately my work helps feed people and occasionally Ill be able to help an individual in selecting a healthy range of fresh foods that will help them. The flip side of the coin is they dont pay me jack shit for my work. All these years and I make under 60k a year.

I show up most days very hung over and often take naps in the back by the bananas. My car was repossessed last month and I was so pissed off I came in drunk, took a dump in the loose potatoes; had a little left in the tank so I pissed in the Brussels sprouts and vomited all over the Bosch Pears.

If you have problems with your shit go see a goddamn doctor and leave me alone. Also dont let your kids go into the grocer field - it sucks.

Local Grocer. Wrote:
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> Advise Onion Wrote:
> --------------------------------------------------
> -----
> > Instead of posting such information, which
> could
> > be used against you, be sure to visit your
> local
> > grocer. There you can ask for the produce
> manager.
> > This is a person that has dedicated their lives
> to
> > people's nutrition. They pick the best fruits
> from
> > farms to be shipped to their locations, and
> have
> > their employees put them onto the displays.
> They
> > are a valuable asset in health.
>
>
> Ive been in the grocery business now for almost 16
> years and its a grind. Yea, I know ultimately my
> work helps feed people and occasionally Ill be
> able to help an individual in selecting a healthy
> range of fresh foods that will help them. The
> flip side of the coin is they dont pay me jack
> shit for my work. All these years and I make
> under 60k a year.
>
> I show up most days very hung over and often take
> naps in the back by the bananas. My car was
> repossessed last month and I was so pissed off I
> came in drunk, took a dump in the loose potatoes;
> had a little left in the tank so I pissed in the
> Brussels sprouts and vomited all over the Bosch
> Pears.
>
> If you have problems with your shit go see a
> goddamn doctor and leave me alone. Also dont let
> your kids go into the grocer field - it sucks.


My apologies as I was not aware a educated white person like you, was still in the grocery business. Every time I go to the grocery store, its slopes or spics. And as you know they don't know anything, even if they speak English which is rare.

I found your comments refreshing, and I hope because you're both white and smart, your company will give you a bonus instead of hiring knuckle draggers from the third world for mimimum wage. Guessing $4.75 an hour these days although they aren't worth half of that.

I don't like the racist comments Brown Onion. Your knowledge is pretty good and lately not helpful, but this has to go.

Dave Johns Wrote:
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> I don't like the racist comments Brown Onion. Your
> knowledge is pretty good and lately not helpful,
> but this has to go.


There's nothing racist, merely fact. How are your bowels? You seem to want knowledge but don't share.

I ate cheesy enchiladas. What was I thinking? My poor bowels!

Any of you ever had to push it back in?

Brown Onion Wrote:
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dropping bombs on> ragheads ragheads ragheads ragheads ragheads ragheads ragheads ragheads ragheads ragheads ragheads

Brown Onion Wrote:
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nothing racistracistracistracistracistracistracistracistracist

Great dad is now a substitute teacher. He's got a whistle at gym, and had us run so many laps. Our entire class was exhausted as he used his old stop watch, drinking beers and smoking cigarettes.

I am uncomfortable with the obese neighbor teaching health next class. His business with dad and mom are his, yet I don't like that the principal allows him to wear a pink miniskirt with protruding rolls of fat. He's wearing high heels and its going to be difficult listening him teach about STD's.

Brown Onion Wrote:
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> Local Grocer. Wrote:
> --------------------------------------------------
> -----
> > Advise Onion Wrote:
> >
> --------------------------------------------------
>
> > -----
> > > Instead of posting such information, which
> > could
> > > be used against you, be sure to visit your
> > local
> > > grocer. There you can ask for the produce
> > manager.
> > > This is a person that has dedicated their
> lives
> > to
> > > people's nutrition. They pick the best fruits
> > from
> > > farms to be shipped to their locations, and
> > have
> > > their employees put them onto the displays.
> > They
> > > are a valuable asset in health.
> >
> >
> > Ive been in the grocery business now for almost
> 16
> > years and its a grind. Yea, I know ultimately
> my
> > work helps feed people and occasionally Ill be
> > able to help an individual in selecting a
> healthy
> > range of fresh foods that will help them. The
> > flip side of the coin is they dont pay me jack
> > shit for my work. All these years and I make
> > under 60k a year.
> >
> > I show up most days very hung over and often
> take
> > naps in the back by the bananas. My car was
> > repossessed last month and I was so pissed off
> I
> > came in drunk, took a dump in the loose
> potatoes;
> > had a little left in the tank so I pissed in
> the
> > Brussels sprouts and vomited all over the Bosch
> > Pears.
> >
> > If you have problems with your shit go see a
> > goddamn doctor and leave me alone. Also dont
> let
> > your kids go into the grocer field - it sucks.
>
>
> My apologies as I was not aware a educated white
> person like you, was still in the grocery
> business. Every time I go to the grocery store,
> its slopes or spics. And as you know they don't
> know anything, even if they speak English which is
> rare.
>
> I found your comments refreshing, and I hope
> because you're both white and smart, your company
> will give you a bonus instead of hiring knuckle
> draggers from the third world for mimimum wage.
> Guessing $4.75 an hour these days although they
> aren't worth half of that.


What ever gave you the idea I am white?

Having better results as cut out the starches. While they are missed I think these are key for relief.

I am eating an entire package of hotdogs, a bag of fries, and a ice cream cake. My bowels my choice.

Hate these roids. They burn itch and make everything uncomfortable!

Red Bowl Wrote:
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> Hate these roids. They burn itch and make
> everything uncomfortable!

Preparation H

In health I learned that the obese neighbor is taking hormone treatments and has pierced his nipples. He warned us unless with a steady partner, to use a condom to reduce STD chances. He says he's tested for HIV often, and in a loving relationship where his femininity is appreciated. Odd.

I leave the area for a week and as usual fucksticks fucking with BO and others. These folks have a medical condition dickwads. Let them rest and speak of what they experience.

Miscavage1114 Wrote:
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> I leave the area for a week and as usual
> fucksticks fucking with BO and others. These folks
> have a medical condition dickwads. Let them rest
> and speak of what they experience.

you sound upset - how are your bowels?

Back home the house is a disaster. Broken bottles labeled jenkem and flowers and objects thrown all over the walls. Mom is drunk yelling at grandma. The obese neighbor is in the living room crying inconsolable into a box of tissues. His makeup is a mess. Dads car is gone but there are skid marks on the road, that make me wonder if he's gone for a fast drive with his Mustang. What a mess to come to after school, so wish Model UN lasted longer.

Spring Onion Wrote:
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> Back home the house is a disaster. Broken bottles
> labeled jenkem and flowers and objects thrown all
> over the walls. Mom is drunk yelling at grandma.
> The obese neighbor is in the living room crying
> inconsolable into a box of tissues. His makeup is
> a mess. Dads car is gone but there are skid marks
> on the road, that make me wonder if he's gone for
> a fast drive with his Mustang. What a mess to come
> to after school, so wish Model UN lasted longer.

Spring, sorry to hear about the domestic problems - these things happen. Your dad seems to harboring some real rage and your mum is going in the wrong direction with the alcohol. The neighbor should be put on suicide watch - he sounds like a basket case. How are your bowels? You want to meet up later I can bring some Kaluha and cream your fav.

Spring

Your dad is upset with me, as I made the mistake of not wearing the pink dress he wanted. I also overcooked his cheeseburgers. He will come back. I feel a part of you as when he shoots his load in me well they are your brothers and sisters .

Moons over my hammy. What was I thinking? My poor bowels!

Dear bowels,

Please allow me to empty this cinder block of obelisk shaped pain through my starfish.

Thank you,
Your host

A busy night in the house. Dad took me to Starbucks this morning, and got me extra shots of espresso to help me wake up. He apologized for his behavior lately, and while I didn't like that he was driving while drinking beers, he also made sure I had healthy foods for lunch. Apparently him and the obese neighbor had an argument yesterday, but the good news is the obese neighbor told him to spend more time with him.

Mom looked happy this morning with her female friend, and grandma is smoking the reefer.

Brown Onion Wrote:
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> obelisk shaped pain through my starfishthrough my starfishthrough my starfishthrough my starfishthrough my starfishthrough my starfishthrough my starfishthrough my starfishthrough my starfish

A breakfast box of waffles, hash browns, and soda. My bowels my choice.

Spinning signz! Got bunz out on Fairfax Boulevardz. Bring your dollarz bring your dimez I got the timez. You need bayz in bayz will bring out the stressez and make your dayz funz!

Hey Brown! Did you know your lip color and asshole color are the same? All humans!

Grandma got pulled over. While she did not get arrested, police "took her shit." I'm worried with the cans being labeled jenkem she could be charged at a later time. Our shitty judicial system is tough on crap, and I'm afraid a sweet little old lady is in deep shit. Dad and the obese neighbor state she can't get in trouble for this shit. I imagine the evidence room stinks.

Spring Onion Wrote:
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> Grandma got pulled over. While she did not get
> arrested, police "took her shit." I'm worried with
> the cans being labeled jenkem she could be charged
> at a later time. Our shitty judicial system is
> tough on crap, and I'm afraid a sweet little old
> lady is in deep shit. Dad and the obese neighbor
> state she can't get in trouble for this shit. I
> imagine the evidence room stinks.


Son I am proud of how sensitive you are but grandma is fine. There are no charges. That plus knowing our family's lawyer I've been banging for years has us covered. Your dad and the obese neighbor are out of control, but it will be them and not grandma who gets in trouble. Now back to some Jack Daniels and weed, don't eat the potato chips.

Slavic Fan Wrote:
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> Hey Brown! Did you know your lip color and asshole
> color are the same? All humans!


So one's starfish makes a difference? So what does this have to do with our bowels, which are roughly forty feet of plumbing loaded with bacteria, acids, and enzymes to break down our shit.

As a man who's looked through the rectal mirror I cannot confirm this, but know what real battle damage looks like.

Fascinating

https://inews.co.uk/news/science/bathroom-hand-dryers-are-spraying-poo-at-you-study-suggests/

I ate fried chicken steak. What was I thinking? My poor bowels!

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A spoiled brat not liking us making fun of us by posting feces pictures. What a immature jerk.

The silver line is brown again. The CVS adult underwear broke up and I'm leaking. People here are so rude too. I cannot help what happened.

Grandma is still home so I'm relieved she's not known as the official AARP jenkem dealer. Mom is drinking and dad and the obese neighbor are somewhere. I guess I will go to my command post and play video games. If anyone knows where to find Tide pods let me know.

Spring Onion Wrote:
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> Grandma is still home so I'm relieved she's not
> known as the official AARP jenkem dealer. Mom is
> drinking and dad and the obese neighbor are
> somewhere. I guess I will go to my command post
> and play video games. If anyone knows where to
> find Tide pods let me know.


you know where to go...

I am frying cube steaks in melted margarine, breaded with flour and seasonings. They will be served with mashed potatoes and fresh steamed green beans with canned beef gravy on top. I think this will be a bowel friendly meal. Going to wash it all down with a six pack of budweiser in 16 ounce cans.

boiled onion Wrote:
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> I am frying cube steaks in melted margarine,
> breaded with flour and seasonings. They will be
> served with mashed potatoes and fresh steamed
> green beans with canned beef gravy on top. I think
> this will be a bowel friendly meal. Going to wash
> it all down with a six pack of budweiser in 16
> ounce cans.


Dummy, you could make gravy with the deglazed pan - why used canned shit on your homemade meal?

My bowels have erupted over the Syrian skies tonight, and ASSad on his groan throne probably shit himself. Hopefully this camel jockey got disemboweled by our Commander in Chiefs toy arsenal.

I'm proud to be an American, and tonight watching President Trump, I'm impressed by his bowels.

What kind of loser continually posts in this stupid thread using 5 different names just to keep bumping it? Huge fucking accomplishment; congrats.

Really?... Wrote:
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> What kind of loser continually posts in this
> stupid thread using 5 different names just to keep
> bumping it? Huge fucking accomplishment; congrats.

Doeaki of Barry Bonds, in the cell he fi
Ate your bowels irritated it this time purchase bowel

Hello there BiB's! I hope everyone is delivering a nearly effortless #4,#2 this morning. Mrs Dive and I grilled some fresh salmon on my Weber kettle last night and had it with some brown rice and sauteed onions and peppers. I think that was a very healthy meal.
I will once again be on summer break from my job, we are wrapping things up on May 10th and I will be off work till early August. With all that free time I sometimes give in to temptation, last summer I got a little depressed because Mrs Dive was away on a business trip and I ate a triple whopper with cheese. Another time I went to the wood grill buffet with friends from work and ate steak and fried chicken. I may need to find some volunteer work to do this summer to keep me out of trouble.
Keep rocking the brown my friends!

dive bomber Wrote:
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> Hello there BiB's! I hope everyone is delivering a
> nearly effortless #4,#2 this morning. Mrs Dive and
> I grilled some fresh salmon on my Weber kettle
> last night and had it with some brown rice and
> sauteed onions and peppers. I think that was a
> very healthy meal.
> I will once again be on summer break from my job,
> we are wrapping things up on May 10th and I will
> be off work till early August. With all that free
> time I sometimes give in to temptation, last
> summer I got a little depressed because Mrs Dive
> was away on a business trip and I ate a triple
> whopper with cheese. Another time I went to the
> wood grill buffet with friends from work and ate
> steak and fried chicken. I may need to find some
> volunteer work to do this summer to keep me out of
> trouble.
> Keep rocking the brown my friends!


Wow Mrs Dive is the hero to all of us in the IBS family. We might all be brown, but she's the light of hope in the brownness and you've done well. Unlike the jerk who mocks us her love and support for you That's storybook.

Matilda and her rugrats will be over today, will have to hide the Tide pods again.

Brown Onion Wrote:
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camel jockey got> disemboweledcamel jockey got> disemboweledcamel jockey got> disemboweledcamel jockey got> disemboweledcamel jockey got> disemboweledcamel jockey got> disemboweledcamel jockey got> disemboweledcamel jockey got> disemboweledcamel jockey got> disemboweledcamel jockey got> disemboweledcamel jockey got> disemboweledcamel jockey got> disemboweled

Brown Onion Wrote:
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> Ate your bowelsAte your bowelsAte your bowelsAte your bowelsAte your bowelsAte your bowelsAte your bowelsAte your bowelsAte your bowelsAte your bowelsAte your bowelsBO signs in/posts for pics...

Brown Onion Wrote:
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Mrs Dive and> MatildaMrs Dive and> MatildaMrs Dive and> MatildaMrs Dive and> MatildaMrs Dive and> MatildaMrs Dive and> MatildaMrs Dive and> MatildaMrs Dive and> Matilda

Haven't written in a while as the island has received a lot of noreaster weather. Lots of snow this year but appreciate the Yanks sense of humour here. Have had a couple of IBS flare ups but the last month has been dandy. Best of wishes to you all!

BO Hungry for Pics 2day! Wrote:
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> Brown Onion Wrote:
> --------------------------------------------------
> -----
> Mrs Dive and>
> MatildaMrs Dive and>
> MatildaMrs Dive and>
> MatildaMrs Dive and>
> MatildaMrs Dive and>
> MatildaMrs Dive and>
> MatildaMrs Dive and>
> MatildaMrs Dive and>
> Matilda


Ha Ha Ha, you are blocked!

Image blocking onion Wrote:
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> BO Hungry for Pics 2day! Wrote:
> --------------------------------------------------
> -----
> > Brown Onion Wrote:
> >
> --------------------------------------------------
>
> > -----
> > Mrs Dive and>
> >
> MatildaMrs Dive and>
> >
> MatildaMrs Dive and>
> >
> MatildaMrs Dive and>
> >
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> >
> MatildaMrs Dive and>
> >
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>
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> Ha Ha Ha, you are blocked!


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