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Mobius Shit

I think I crapped an M.C. Escher. What a paradoxical poop. There’s no end and no beginning. How did that shit come out my butt and end up like that? There’s no rational explanation.

Its like 2 hands drawing another. Except with poop instead of hands. Or the physically impossible waterfall. Except with turds instead of a waterfall. Or the stairs that circle back on themselves. Except with crap instead of stairs. Or a dragon eating its tail. Except with shit instead of ….you probably get the idea.

If I wasn’t on the toilet when it happened, I wouldn’t think it would be physically possible to shit that way. Each turd overlapping the one before it, no way to tell which was first nor last.

This poop defies logic. It knows no bounds. We can’t control it, we can only hope to contain it. I crapped infinity.

Expect to see this picture on College dorm room posters, nerds’ t-shirts, science fair flyers, math books and the Louvre real soon.

No one gives a fourth of a cum covered turd what you think, but please don't let that stop you from spreading your insightful wit to the world by commenting below. Or fuck, you're such a pussy-eating faggot you're probably interested in the rss feed of this shitty site. Oy vey.