I see you prefer pilot to co-pilot.

I’ve always been a fan of pilot to bombadier:

For you and the homie to hold hands while dropping dual diabolical duces.

This is simply synchronized shitting.

When you both shit hard enough together at the same time and wonder to yourselves “was that splashback mine…?”

I see some of you have never played Battleshits before.

Rules are as follows:

• Two people enter a toilet cubicle each and proceed to try and shit.

• The first one to shit wins.

• If both players have shitted then the size of the shits is judged and the largest shit wins.

It is a puerile and crass game of speed, deception and defiantly not for the weak-stomached as I found out to my own detriment as a spectator.

This has been your daily reminder that we are all just slightly more evolved apes with access to the power of gods.

“Come out man!” “I can’t! I’m playin Shit!” “But you can play Shit OUTSIDE!” “SAY WHAAAAAT??”

DUAL PortaPotty. It’s like a Shit, you can play outside.

I’ll stick my tongue in your mouth at the same rate my turd is coming out. You’ll know exactly what my sphincter is doing.

Haha they had one of these at the last camp job I worked at. The boys couldn’t figure it out. Like why?

Classic shitpost.

Extraordinarily cursed

Battleshits