Poo Monkey

Santa Clause, Easter Bunny, Tooth Fairy, Great Pumpkin, Grim Reaper… they’re all pussies compared to the power of the Poo Monkey. The Poo Monkey scampers from colon to colon leaving little gifts at each sphincter stop. The Poo Monkey visits me sometimes four times a day and he bops me with his poo-stained tail making my bowels rumble like a stampede of tumbling jungle whales. Nobody loves me the way Poo Monkey loves me. He makes reality uniquely real. He makes me feel like I need to crap my last meal. Poo Monkey, you is funky like a James Brown shout. I don’t doubt that you can help me out and together we can push this turtlehead out. I have waited constipated but since my referral to the wee squirrel monkey I have evacuated and deflated my stopped up plumbing. Poo Monkey, keep it coming like you always do. Poo Monkey, I will always love you.
...and so it was written, shenry at 11/18/2003 10:15:00 AM.
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