How Much Crap Could A Crapper Crap…

Let’s do some back of the toilet paper roll math: To give myself a margin of error, lets say I reached shitting maturity at age 10. All other turds before that will not be included. This will ensure all the numbers derived below are fairly accurate, and most likely underestimates. OK, here goes. Tomorrow I […]

You could always tell I was destined for greatness. In the 7th grade I was already coloring at a college sophomore level.