KG: "My tittie milk fetish isn't as bad...

[Eagle Road]

This board has turned to shit, literally.

[Kelly Green]

And We All Know Who To Blame

The Prince of Poop.

[Eagle Road]

The Prince of Poop.

The Prince of Poop, so that makes him one "O" better than Michael Jackson?

[Phoward12]

I've seen it before, but what the fuck is that magazine cover?

[Irish George]

Bull "shit!"

...but I'm not obscene enough to write about it like you.

you only looked at your massive turds one time???

Finding that real difficult to believe

[Irish George]

words the Iceman never uttered

no brick zone

[Eagle Road]

I've seen it before, but what the fuck is that magazine cover?

Weirdo (magazine)
Weirdo was a magazine-sized comics anthology created by Robert Crumb and published by Last Gasp from 1981 to 1993.
Weirdo served as a "low art" counterpoint to its contemporary highbrow Raw. Early issues of Weirdo reflect Crumb's interests at the time – outsider art, fumetti, Church of the SubGenius-type anti-propaganda and assorted "weirdness." It also introduced artists such as Peter Bagge, Dori Seda and Dennis (Stickboy) Worden.
With issue #10, Crumb later handed over the editing reins to Bagge; with issue #18, the reins went to Crumb's wife, cartoonist Aline Kominsky-Crumb (except for issue #25, which was again edited by Bagge). The three editorial tenures were known respectively as "Personal Confessions," the "Coming of the Bad Boys," and the "Twisted Sisters."Weirdo's final issue, #28, an internationally themed 68-page giant titled Verre D'eau (in French, "glass of water"), was published in 1993.

This is an excerpt from the article Weirdo (magazine) from the Wikipedia free encyclopedia. A list of authors is available at Wikipedia.

[Irish George]

OK, Mr "I looked at a turd once"

The Prince of Poop.

We all know you are watching the remnants of a Golden Corral assault circle the commode with a satisfaction normally reserved for donning your tri-cornered hat in Colonial Williamsburg.

[Kelly Green]

No...

...you asked me how many times I flushed and I answered -- once.

And unless you have a fancy commode with a push button on the wall in front of you to flush, everybody gets at least a brief glimpse of what's in the bowl when they turn around to push the handle down.

The difference between normal people like me and YOU, is that you stand there for 10 minutes studying it so you can describe it in your obscene posts.

[3rd & Inches]

We all know you are watching the remnants of a Golden Corral assault circle the commode with a satisfaction normally reserved for donning your tri-cornered hat in Colonial Williamsburg.

KG my sweet little brick attacks that Golden Corral chocolate fountain like a cheetah on a gazelle.

[Riccardo]

...And unless you have a fancy commode with a push button on the wall in front of you to flush, everybody gets at least a brief glimpse of what's in the bowl when they turn around to push the handle down.

I think we need at least a diagram here. Unless one stands up and turns around to flush, there should be no unintentional view of one's "leavings"

[Eagle Road]

I think we need at least a diagram here. Unless one stands up and turns around to flush, there should be no unintentional view of one's "leavings"

Sometimes after a particularly satisfying dump one would be inclined to take a peek, just to see the enormity of it all, almost like watching a train wreck, but then you are disappointed because you can only view a portion, as it was so large that a good part of it is already up against the water trap.

[Irish George]

exactly! WTF is he talking about???

I think we need at least a diagram here. Unless one stands up and turns around to flush, there should be no unintentional view of one's "leavings"

I always gaze at my dumps intnetionally but I have no idea how one would do so by accident.

[Irish George]

Not sure but...

The Prince of Poop, so that makes him one "O" better than Michael Jackson?

if I'm the Prince of Poop KG is the King of Krap!

[Kelly Green]

It's Simple, Your Lowness

I turn to push the handle down -- I don't gaze fondly at the contents of the bowl. I don't even care if I see it all all. If I see it, it's by accident because all I'm looking for is the handle.

YOU? You study it so you can memorize it and compare it to previous "submissions" -- you probably shed great big tears as you depress the handle to sent it to the Great Sewer System in the sky.