I have had a penchant for loving poop since a very young age. My mom used to tell me stories of me and my poopy adventures. When I was between 2 and 3 years old, I took a big dump in my diaper. I guess I was curious about what
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Happy Holiday!
When I was young, my mom would take me to the community pool everyday during the summer. I remember one Memorial Day when I was maybe 7 or 8, my family and I went swimming. I came home with a gassy stomach and farted a bunch of times while still
summer fun
One too many “O”s can spell disaster. Or poop. This gives new meaning to dropping the kids off at the pool.
