There's a ghost in my anus.
We've all had this. You feel the familiar rumble in your lower gut and pressure against your sphincter that means it's time to go number two.
Straining on the porcelain throne, You excise your demon in one fel sploosh (neptune's kiss anybody?). Feeling considerably emptier, you get up to look your fallen foe in the eye before wiping and sending it on it's tubular journey.
But what's this? nothing in the bowl! not a smear, not a tagnut, Nothing. confused, you wipe anyway. The paper comes off clean as you realise your phantom shit has left no trace of its existance.
I place this unexplained phenomenon squarely on alien probes.
What came out of me? we may never know...
Length. i didn't see it.
( Willwillwritehiswill An arse like a slapped face., Fri 4 Jul 2008, 16:48, 3 replies)

obvious but beautiful
*click*
(bazmorningstar efil4nat3b, Fri 4 Jul 2008, 16:52, closed)

A rare event otherwise known as
THE GHOST POO
( The magic of chutney Shakes it like an Instagram filter!, Fri 4 Jul 2008, 17:05, closed)

Ahhh the phantom poo
sadly they never occur the morning after a night out when alcohol and spicey kebab has worked its way through
perhaps when they are needed most
:(
(Freddles, Sun 6 Jul 2008, 10:31, closed)