Shit Stories: Part Number TwoAs a regular service to our readers, we've been re-opening old questions.
Once again, we want to hear your stories of shit, poo and number twos. Go on - be filthier than last time.
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chthonic, Thu 27 Mar 2008, 14:57)
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Time for a Scottish poem, methinksUpon that hill there stood a coo,
It's no there noo,
It must hae shiftit.
Upon that hill there stood a bull,
Fu o wind,
It must hae riftit.
I wonder why that coo departit?
It must hae thocht the bull had fartit.
With apologies to William McGonagall.
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K2k6 has a proper job these days, Wed 2 Apr 2008, 14:14,
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