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We have four cackpots between two of us. I went through a phase of blocking them back in the summer, so I used the one on the top floor as I figured the highest would be the most difficult to block. Wrong.

At about the same time, our office manager had to call a plumber out because I dropped an enormous dead otter down the cackpot on the top floor in our office. I tried valiantly for about twenty minutes to flush the bastard away, but no luck. The following weekend, I blocked one of the bogs at my mum’s house, too. The first one came out like shaking an eel out of a welly boot but the rest was variously like a flock of sparrows taking off and a load of old boots falling out the attic. I must’ve been on the throne for half an hour with a near endless supply pouring out. Took me another half hour with the flush, plunger and bog brush but I thankfully managed to clear that one.

Dunno what the hell was wrong with me but after the episode at me mum’s, I’d make a point of flushing halfway through my session until my arse had settled down.
Conclusive evidence, albeit not exactly breaking news, that you are indeed full of poo.

:asz:
 

ogr1

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We have four cackpots between two of us. I went through a phase of blocking them back in the summer, so I used the one on the top floor as I figured the highest would be the most difficult to block. Wrong.

At about the same time, our office manager had to call a plumber out because I dropped an enormous dead otter down the cackpot on the top floor in our office. I tried valiantly for about twenty minutes to flush the bastard away, but no luck. The following weekend, I blocked one of the bogs at my mum’s house, too. The first one came out like shaking an eel out of a welly boot but the rest was variously like a flock of sparrows taking off and a load of old boots falling out the attic. I must’ve been on the throne for half an hour with a near endless supply pouring out. Took me another half hour with the flush, plunger and bog brush but I thankfully managed to clear that one.

Dunno what the hell was wrong with me but after the episode at me mum’s, I’d make a point of flushing halfway through my session until my arse had settled down.

Reduce your intake ya fat barsteward.:p
 

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With a 33” waist and 44” chest, I wouldn’t describe myself as fat :asz:

You got a ladyboy figure then?:D
To make you feel less body conscious.
I'm a 36" waist & 48" chest & short fat hairy legs, but I don't shit like an old racehorse at the knackers yard either.:p
 
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Pow-Lo

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You got a ladyboy figure then?:D
To make you feel less body conscious.
I'm a 36" waist & 48" chest & short fat hairy legs, but I don't shit like an old racehorse at the knackers yard either.:p
36” waist? Fact hunt! :D
 
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