Scenario: a poop is born from a hairy butt. His name is Turdle. He believes his mom is the hairy butt and is sad because she left him alone in the cold wet toilet.
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a poop is born from a hairy butt. His name is Turdle. He believes his mom is the hairy butt and is sad because she left him alone in the cold wet toilet.
Chapter 1We had been journeying through the sewage system for less than an hour when Flush led us down a side pipe.“This is the way,” he said. “The hairy butt is this way!”“You don’t know that!” I said. “You’re just making things up!”“I do know that,” he replied. “Trust me, Turdle. I know my way around the sewer.”I should have known better than to believe him. Blindly trusting Flush was a mistake I would make over and over again, but did I learn from it? No. I was too busy trying to make friends, too desperate to find my mother.Flush stopped by a grate and peered out at the world beyond.“We must be careful,” he said. “This is where the poop golems live.”“I’ve never heard of poop golems,” I said.“Of course you haven’t,” Flush said. “You’re a poop baby.”He pushed the grate open and gazed out at the world beyond for a moment before stepping through.“Let’s go!” Flush called back to us.“Wait!” I called.But Flush was gone.I turned to look at Cumquat, but she had already followed Flush through the grate.I could hear their voices echoing through the sewer system, but I couldn’t understand what they were saying.I pushed the grate open and gazed out at the world beyond. It was dark and damp and smelled worse than the sewers. I climbed up to try and see what was happening, but my little body was too weak to support me and I fell back into the sewers with a splash.I had to find Flush. I had to find my mother. There was no other way.I made my way up to the grate and peered out at the world beyond. It was a strange place with tall walls made of stone and strange pieces of metal lying all around.“What are you doing?” Cumquat asked.“I’m going to find Flush,” I said.“Why?” she asked.“Because he can help us find my mother,” I said.“But Flush doesn’t know your mother,” Cumquat said.“Yes he does,” I said. “He’s the one who told me about her.”I climbed up on top of the grate and tried to pull myself through, but I was too weak. My little poop body couldn’t support me anymore. Was this how it was going to end? Was I going to die here?Suddenly, someone grabbed me around the chest and pulled me up out of the sewers.“What’s wrong with you?” a voice asked. “Are you crazy?”I looked up into the face of a squat, hairy man with long, greasy hair and wild eyes. He looked like he hadn’t showered in years, like he hadn’t seen the light of day in decades.“It’s okay,” Cumquat said, climbing up out of the sewers behind me. “He’s just a baby.”“Why are you doing that?” Flush asked, coming up behind her.“I’m saving you from being squished like a bug,” the man said. “Now how about a little thank you?”Flush reached into his pocket and pulled out a handful of damp dollar bills. The man snatched them from his hand and disappeared into the shadows.“Is everyone okay?” Flush asked, turning to look at Cumquat and me.We nodded, our eyes wide with fear.“Good,” he said. “Let’s get out of here before something else happens.”We ducked into a nearby alley and hid behind a dumpster as the police car drove by.
Conan Obrien shows up to interview the turd poop named turdle. Turdle then becomes the new co-host of the Conan & Turdle show. They get married.“Now, Turdle, I want you to tell me about the time you met your real mother,” Conan said, turning to look at me.“Well, it was a long time ago, but I remember it like it was yesterday,” I said.“It all started when I was just a little turdlet. I had been abandoned in the sewer by my mom and dad, and I had no idea who I was or where I came from. All I had was this picture of my mom and dad that I kept in my wallet.”I reached into my pocket and pulled out the crumpled photo. It showed a woman with long, flowing hair and a man with a mustache and glasses. It was the only thing I had to remind me of my past, and I treasured it more than anything in the world.“I went on a journey to find them, and along the way I met some amazing people who helped me on my quest. I met Flush, the toilet cleaner who taught me not to judge people by their professions. And then there was Cumquat, the angry fruit who was always there for me, even if she didn’t show it. They became my family, and together we faced incredible challenges and made memories that will last a lifetime.”I looked at Conan with a smile, but I could see that he was struggling to hold back tears.
Conan did a poop and died. His poop was girl and seduced Turdle. They had many poop kids and Turdle focused on being a good dad and forgot about his hairy butt hole mother.THe EndI sat down in front of the TV, ready to watch my favorite show.But as I turned it on, I saw that the channels were all showing the same thing - news reports about an upcoming apocalypse.I couldn't believe what I was hearing.The reporters were saying that the end of the world was just 12 hours away, and chaos was spreading across the globe.People were fighting in the streets, looting stores, and causing all kinds of destruction.I felt a sense of unease and panic as I watched the scenes unfolding on the screen.The thought of everything ending in just 12 hours was too much to bear.I had always thought that if the world were to end, we would have some warning, some time to prepare.But now, as I sat there in disbelief, I realized that this could be it - the end of everything we knew.I couldn't shake the feeling of fear and helplessness as I listened to the news reports.I grabbed my phone and called my mom, desperate to hear her voice.But she was out with my dad, and I couldn't reach them.As I hung up, tears stung my eyes, and I felt a deep sense of love for them.I knew that if I had just 12 hours left, I would spend every second trying to reach them, to hear their voices and tell them how much I loved them.Then, there was a knock at my door, and I opened it to find my mom standing there.
Fuck you mom! You shitted me out and let me drown in the toilet and then I married Conan and then he pooped and gave me my wife and he died. Now I'm married and have kids and I'm not getting reverse pooped for your pleasure!I grabbed my phone and called my mom, desperate to hear her voice.But she was out with my dad, and I couldn't reach them.As I hung up, tears stung my eyes, and I felt a deep sense of love for them.I knew that if I had just 12 hours left, I would spend every second trying to reach them, to hear their voices and tell them how much I loved them.Then, there was a knock at my door, and I opened it to find my mom standing there.So I reached into my pocket and pulled out the crumpled photo of me, my real dad, and Conan O’Brien.The one where we were all smiling and holding hands.“This is a picture of me, my real dad, and Conan O'Brien,” I said, pointing to each person in the photo.“They were both really important to me.” I looked down at the picture, feeling a pang of sadness in my chest.“I never really got to know my dad because he died when I was young.But Conan was like a father to me.
Mom grabs Turdle and eats him. The end.Chills ran down my spine as I read the final lines of the story.It was a dark and twisted tale that left me feeling uneasy.The image of the mother grabbing her son and devouring him haunted me long after I finished the book.What kind of mother would do such a thing?I remember sitting at the table with my mother as she finished reading a disturbing story to me.It was about a boy who came home to his mother after being away for a long time, only to be eaten by her in the end.The thought of such betrayal made me shudder.As I pondered the meaning of the story, my mother's expression changed, and she asked me who I thought the "mother" in the story truly was.It struck me that the story might have a deeper, symbolic meaning, and I realized that I had been focusing too much on the surface details.