Showing posts with label Poop Pals. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poop Pals. Show all posts

Thursday, April 12, 2012

Flemish Style

This woman cracks me the heck up! This is EXACTLY what I must do the next time I'm in an airplane potty!



Self Portraits in the Flemish Style

Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Poop Pal Text

I love it when people text me about poop. I really do.

"I have asked the husband to tell his parents not to force me to eat today! The last thing I need tomorrow with 8 hours of traveling on the plane is to need to take a shit in a tiny airplane potty with a big heavy toddler on my lap!"

Monday, November 14, 2011

Potty Diary Has Spoken

The Most Clever Mommy Blogger Award for the week of July 11th, 2011 goes to Pooping in Peace!!!!

**Crowd goes wild**

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

#72: Bruce Leakin' Out

Dear Potty,

Did I ever tell you that one time in karate class when I was younger, I tooted like 3-4 times in the middle of one of the tests? I couldn’t control it!

Needless to say I was messing with a belt after that, but it wasn't a black one.

Sincerely,

Bruce Leakin' Out

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Sisters


I love this blog so very much. It's some of the best photography around and I LOVE that he mentioned poop. Gotta love poop. Poop insults...poop talk. POOP!!!

Thursday, July 7, 2011

Troll Farts


Are you kidding me?! A movie that actually covers the farts of trolls...I'M IN!

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Dear Potty │ 71

(via text)


Dear Potty,

Only you would appreciate this...Thought I could slip a silent fart out in the lunch room. I stand corrected.

Thursday, April 7, 2011

Roundabout Poo

Dear Potty,

When I was younger I would sneak my boyfriend in my room at night. He would wake up early and leave before my parents woke up. One night I woke up and noticed my boyfriend climbing out of my window. I got up and watched him walk on the side of my house and disappear. 10 minute later he returned. That next day I went to the side of the house where he had disappeared to see what he had been doing and that's when I saw it...

Boxers and POO! Yes, he had taken a dump on the side of my house and then whiped his arse with his boxers! I had to remove the stinky evidence from the scene of the crime so that my parents wouldn't find out. (It would have been bad if he was caught sleeping in my room, but it would have been a GAZILLION times worse if they found out I was dating a weird poo dumper. No pun intended.)

I spoke to my boyfriend that evening and asked him if he had really been shatting on the side of my house. He looked at me like I was crazy and said yah like it was nothing. And no, I did not break up with him.

Sincerely,

Cousin