Saturday, April 11, 2015

Baby poop can't sleep

Baby cries



Why does baby poop can't sleep? Is this like a test like a spiritual test or something. You know the feeling when the little piece of crap is stuck in your anus and you try to force it out but you'll start bleeding intestines first. The stupid little piece of crap can't get out no matter how hard you try. Well that is a babypoop stuck between your rectal muscles. This situation is sad and frustrating. Is like deciding whether you want to die with a grenade exploding inside your heart or shot to
death bullet by bullet from your appendages to your inner core. That is pain, there is no greater pain than a broken heart they said, but I say this is:having a poop stocked in your rectum.

Life is hard and you gotta work to lift some of its harshness, but nothing really nothing will take away the hole that the feeling of a stocked poop. 
The solution for this problem is to keep trying to force it out until your legs are numb and your muscles are all sprained and you already know you are now paraplegic. You will no longer use your extremities or your anus. There is no reason to keep on trimming your anus hairs. 
OR 
You can wait until some more poop accumulates and sticks to the little poop at the end of your massive bleeding anus. 
Singing lullabies to the babypoops will not help not today not tomorrow. So just keep on living as a vegetable or a banana all your life from now on forever and ever 5ever. U got rekt bro by a freaking babypoop. You couldn't let it sleep and it kept crying tearing apart your insides, while you try to call God and in that moment is when you need to have faith and believe that that little freaking piece of poop will get out safely and sound. And when you hear the splash in the toilet and feel the relief in your anus popping out and trying to return to its original shape, you will see another day. 

So don't let the baby cry, make it sleep make it die, abortion is the way brothers and sisters abort your poop that is the way of life, there is no turnabout. Peace.


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