Bet you want those delicious Fruit Loops, sausages, and coffee mixed together. This is going to lead to peril. To a world of shit. If you can imagine being yelled at by Ermey in Full Metal Jacket, while your intestines explode everywhere, you grasp what you’re putting your bowels through. Don’t do it. No matter how wonderful the smell may be, do you want to carry around and then expel 50 pound concrete bags with no lube? That’s what will result, so by all means castor oil and being careful what you eat, as you don’t want your starfish looking like a garage door opened.

Think WWBD?

Brown Onion Wrote:
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> Bet you want those delicious Fruit Loops,
> sausages, and coffee mixed together. This is going
> to lead to peril. To a world of shit. If you can
> imagine being yelled at by Ermey in Full Metal
> Jacket, while your intestines explode everywhere,
> you grasp what you’re putting your bowels
> through. Don’t do it. No matter how wonderful
> the smell may be, do you want to carry around and
> then expel 50 pound concrete bags with no lube?
> That’s what will result, so by all means castor
> oil and being careful what you eat, as you don’t
> want your starfish looking like a garage door
> opened.
>
> Think WWBD?

Not sure what WWBD stands for. But agree. I am tired of not being able to eat tasty foods. It’s unfair. I’m angry. And it’s an awful issue. Glad many don’t have it.

Scrapple, Ham, omelets. Take that bowels.

home made mexican tacos and home made salsa verde last night, i woke up with the tuns at 12:30 am, then made it to 5:00am

“...I will gouge out your eyeballs and skull-fuck you!”

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Hope to make my own (Private Pyle) in the groan throne today.

Hey Brown and good morning everyone. I am going to try instacart today and hope they have a lot of fruits and vegetables.

Brown thanks for the picture that woman is very attractive. also sorry your body is a pieceof shit

Dad is wearing a string bikini. I so want college to start up again. The obese neighbor is whipping him, and making him wear a dog collar. As usual their grill is on with fatty foods. They both are gross.

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> Dad is wearing a string bikini. I so want college
> to start up again. The obese neighbor is whipping
> him, and making him wear a dog collar. As usual
> their grill is on with fatty foods. They both are
> gross.


I don’t think you are getting into college.

Dont let cloudz get you downz - come to Fairfax blvd 7 Cornerz for bayz in bayz service. ill b spinnin signz till 4 todayz in shortz n tank top freezin bunz. no one haz to knowz...

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> Brown thanks for the picture that woman is very
> attractive. also sorry your body is a pieceof
> shit


Groan Throne Marie is one of Brown's favorites!

She sent him a cease and desist order so he cannot even mention how excited she makes him.
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How sweet of a copycat to use Rusty’s name for crap pictures. You’re a fag.

Same writing style.

Don’t know how Boiled Onion handles all of those magnificent feasts but the bowels always come through. What up BiBs!

Brownie buddy!

Hope all is well. Man, that coffee sure gets me going.

I have something to tell you! So I began taking a daily multivitamin and fish oil daily and my bowels have been doing so much better. They're more solid, less frequent and a lot less painful. I don't have as much gas or bloating and if I eat slowly I can finish an entire meal without too much pain!

I have no idea which vitamin is doing this but I'm very happy and hope this helps you or someone else!

Take care. Can't wait for the next article!

--baby onion

I'm sorry about my last post. Throwing out homophobic slurs in 2020 only makes me look petty and dimwitted, but this is a touchy subject. We all know the extent of Brown Onion's legal troubles and we should do our best to keep quiet about them.

How are your bowels?
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Imitation, flattery. Wow, you prove Brown Onion more true everyday.

Brown Onion's legal troubles go back to a trumped-up charge in the 1960s. He was arrested in the men's room of a Woolworth's store. He wasn't there to cruise for dates. He was there because he enjoys listening and smelling the bowel movements of other men. Who doesn't like that? He was only in there for about 45 minutes when the crazed cop barged into his private stall and caught him with his pants down. The fascist policeman wouldn't even let him finish squeezing one out. He had blue balls while he was being booked.

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Rusty,
thanks for your creative write up. And it rings true too. Woolworth's men's rooms always had the best sounds and smells. My stupid parents always drug me to Sears.

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> Rusty,
> thanks for your creative write up. And it rings
> true too. Woolworth's men's rooms always had the
> best sounds and smells. My stupid parents always
> drug me to Sears.


K-Mart and Ames had decent men’s rooms for smelling action back in the day, too.

Rusty Craplace Wrote:
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> Brown Onion's legal troubles go back to a
> trumped-up charge in the 1960s. He was arrested in
> the men's room of a Woolworth's store. He wasn't
> there to cruise for dates. He was there because
> he enjoys listening and smelling the bowel
> movements of other men. Who doesn't like that? He
> was only in there for about 45 minutes when the
> crazed cop barged into his private stall and
> caught him with his pants down. The fascist
> policeman wouldn't even let him finish squeezing
> one out. He had blue balls while he was being
> booked.

My Uncle Ernie had the same habit except he was partial to Kresge's department stores. Uncle Ernie would sit at the fountain counter nursing an egg cream waiting for an employee or costumer to use the rest room then he would follow them in to fill his nostrils and listen in. He was caught multiple times pleasuring himself to another's bowel movement. Mom said that once all the department stores banned him he settled into the bathrooms at Sy Syms men's clothing stores where they mostly ignored him. Uncle Ernie never married and die in a freak house model train accident so I was told.

I sit here laughing. Between copying of names, funny stories, even a Uncle Ernie one and mentioning of stores long gone, a lot of fun on memory avenue. Thank you all for the amusement. A day of weeding, garden work, and even pressure washing the deck is done. I’m going to find carry out from a restaurant white people frequent, and maybe for once break out a light beer. A nice day out for sure, and I hope everyone and their bowels holding up as best as possible. Later on tonight, I’ll share with you an article on fish oil, that’s showing at least anecdotal evidence for help with IBS.

I see nothing about IBS 2. Very disappointing. Had to leave work early because an accident.

You “men” are still complaining about your sore bottoms?

Aw, poor babies.

Heart conditions, strokes, cancers, Alzheimer’s. Those are worth complaining about.

A large dump? Please.

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> You “men” are still complaining about your
> sore bottoms?
>
> Aw, poor babies.
>
> Heart conditions, strokes, cancers, Alzheimer’s.
> Those are worth complaining about.
>
> A large dump? Please.

Have you ever been chased through a public park by a superior boweled member of the vice squad?

Randy Travis has set up his guitar and microphone up in the bathroom. I hope he won’t be singing “Forever Amen,” and “Deeper than the Holler”. Am grateful though to have such a good singer as I deal with a stinger. The midwives have more PPE than ever, and they look like one of those characters from Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory. I wish I had a golden ticket to avoid the groan throne, but will probably be groan throne ridden like Grandpa Joe was. At least until Charlie got the golden ticket, what a lazy bum, and they probably should have got my plumber Hector to play this role as he’s lazy.

I wish all my brothers in bowels well. I saw someone asked what is WWBD. Admittedly I’m hurting before dumping Gerry out of my starfish, but it’s what would your bowels do? A reminder to think of your lower intestine. Easier said than done.

https://youtu.be/p6tJPMv7nz4
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Wow, this place is on it game tonight!!
Very sobering stuff

Brown Onion Wrote:
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> Randy Travis has set up his guitar and microphone
> up in the bathroom. I hope he won’t be singing
> “Forever Amen,” and “Deeper than the
> Holler”. Am grateful though to have such a good
> singer as I deal with a stinger. The midwives have
> more PPE than ever, and they look like one of
> those characters from Willy Wonka and the
> Chocolate Factory. I wish I had a golden ticket to
> avoid the groan throne, but will probably be groan
> throne ridden like Grandpa Joe was. At least until
> Charlie got the golden ticket, what a lazy bum,
> and they probably should have got my plumber
> Hector to play this role as he’s lazy.
>
> I wish all my brothers in bowels well. I saw
> someone asked what is WWBD. Admittedly I’m
> hurting before dumping Gerry out of my starfish,
> but it’s what would your bowels do? A reminder
> to think of your lower intestine. Easier said than
> done.

Good luck Brown!

Mary's Gone Crackers Onion Wrote:
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> Rusty Craplace Wrote:
> --------------------------------------------------
> -----
> > Brown Onion's legal troubles go back to a
> > trumped-up charge in the 1960s. He was arrested
> in
> > the men's room of a Woolworth's store. He
> wasn't
> > there to cruise for dates. He was there
> because
> > he enjoys listening and smelling the bowel
> > movements of other men. Who doesn't like that?
> He
> > was only in there for about 45 minutes when the
> > crazed cop barged into his private stall and
> > caught him with his pants down. The fascist
> > policeman wouldn't even let him finish
> squeezing
> > one out. He had blue balls while he was being
> > booked.
>
> My Uncle Ernie had the same habit except he was
> partial to Kresge's department stores. Uncle
> Ernie would sit at the fountain counter nursing an
> egg cream waiting for an employee or costumer to
> use the rest room then he would follow them in to
> fill his nostrils and listen in. He was caught
> multiple times pleasuring himself to another's
> bowel movement. Mom said that once all the
> department stores banned him he settled into the
> bathrooms at Sy Syms men's clothing stores where
> they mostly ignored him. Uncle Ernie never
> married and die in a freak house model train
> accident so I was told.

1. your Uncle was a freak
2.'freak house model train accident' wtf?

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