A few days ago I shared some news that the Eurovision song from Israel would be named “Your land is mine now” to later realize it was from an onion kind of website, lol.

I hope I’m not alone in this kind of f’up.

  • PP_GIRL_
    36•5 months ago

    I am NOT joking. This is serious shit, I almost puked because my toots smell so bad. Listen, I’m not a psychopath. I just needed to use up some onions. In my defense, I had some steak with it too. Steak and onions, not a bad combo right? I flew too close to the sun. Too many onions.

    I made the mistake of sitting on the couch and farting, now the place where I sat reeks to high hell. I’m surprised I didn’t melt a hole through the fabric. I’ve been trying to fart outside on my balcony to keep from just blowing shit Febreeze in my flat. Now I’m sitting in my office chair and trying not to gag. I’m not squeamish, especially not with my own farts. This is different. Too many onions.

    My whole apartment smells like a cross between an outhouse and a paper mill with a dash of rotten egg and diarrhea sprinkles. Why did I do this to myself?? I was a fool. Nay, I am a fool. I don’t even want to think about the torrent of ass lava that I’ll be subjected to tomorrow morning. I’m going to have animal control at my door thinking a family of possums died in the vents. How will I be able to tell my girlfriend that I can’t come see her because I have putrid onion gas? This is a lamentable misstep on my part, I ate God’s ass apple and now I’m paying the poo poo price. Too many onions.

    UPDATE: As predicted, I did a world-ending dump that left my legs trembling and gave me what I can only describe as “the schwetts” (shit sweats). It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that the malignant stench my shit left is clinging to the walls like cigar smoke, except the cigar is just a turd. I was naive enough to leave my hand towel in the bathroom while I did the dark deed and it will now need to be burned, it absorbed the ass fumes like a greedy little sponge. Evacuating this demon crap from my body tired me out to the point of needing a nap afterwards. I’ll be getting in touch with a local priest in hopes of getting my shitter blessed. I looked into the eyes of god and found only poo. Hell is real and it can be purchased for about $1.25 per pound

    • SatansMaggotyCumFart
      6•5 months ago

      This is one of the times in you life when you should ask yourself ‘what would Bernie Sanders do’ before posting a comment like this.

    • @wh0se
      2•5 months ago

      I laughed so much reading your comment I cried. Thank you for sharing!