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1. MegaManZer0

   Ocak 20, 2026 - 1:51 am

   Copypaste what this was in response to you coward.

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2. Less_Payment_9540

   Ocak 20, 2026 - 1:51 am

   So I walk into the bathroom to take my usual evening piss and the light’s already on. Door was cracked open. Whatever, my 7 year old probably just forgot to turn it off again. I step in and there it is: a single, perfectly coiled, monstrous log floating in the bowl like a goddamn brown anaconda. Kid’s been eating nothing but dino nuggets and apple juice for three days straight, so this thing is the size of my forearm and smells like a war crime. I’m about to flush it and move on with my life when something primal just… clicks in my brain. Like a switch flips. I don’t know if it was the stress from work, the lack of sleep, or the fact that I hadn’t eaten dinner yet, but suddenly I’m staring at this absolute unit of a turd thinking, “That’s… mine. In a way. I made the kid. I made the food that made the turd. Circle of life.” Next thing I know I’m on my knees, sleeves rolled up, reaching into the bowl like I’m about to baptize myself in reverse. Cold water hits my wrist. I grab it. It’s still warm. Firm but yielding. Like a slightly overproofed sourdough. I bring it to my face. The smell hits like a freight train. I take a bite. Holy shit (literally). It’s not bad. Earthy. Nutty. A little tangy from the apple juice. Texture’s like a dense patd. I’m chewing, nodding to myself like a Michelin reviewer. “tastes like chicken nugget, subtle sweetness. bold finish.” I take another bite. Then another. I’m going to town on my own sons shit like it’s the last meal on earth. That’s when the door creaks open and there’s my kid, standing in his Spider-Man pajamas, staring at me with those big innocent eyes. Mouth full, brown smeared on my chin, I freeze. He looks at the empty toilet, looks at me, looks at the half-eaten log in my hand. He whispers, “Daddy… did you just eat my poop?” I swallow hard and say the only thing that comes to mind: “Yeah buddy. Daddy was hungry. And it was delicious.” He hasn’t looked me in the eye since. Wife thinks I’ve lost my mind. I flushed the evidence but I can’t stop thinking about it. I’m sitting here typing this at 2 AM wondering if he’ll ever make another one that perfect again. Don’t have kids, folks. Or do. I’m not your supervisor.

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