Maggie’s shithouse poet

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Instructions for using the last square to toilet paper to wipe your ass.
Fold once corner to corner, tear small piece out in the middle of the fold and save, unfold and insert finger, wipe ass with inserted finger, withdraw finger from paper cleaning along the way, now use the little piece you tore off to clean finger nail.
SScott
 
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We have a Wagner in our platoon... he sees Wagner loves cock everywhere....

Saw an Argument up in Kandahar...
Army "Restrepo as hard as it gets... rolling stones"
Marines "To bad we had to be there to provide security for your HVI's"
Army "Go Home in 6 months we'll take care of the rest of the year"
Marines "Not our fault we do in 7 what it takes you 12"
took a picture... was funny.

And then this up in Geronimo....
"Here I sit Head hung low, giving birth to another SNCO"
 
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Saw this one when I was a kid and it has stuck with me for some reason.

Here I sit in fumes and vapor
Waiting for some toilet paper
How much longer must I linger
Before I'm forced to use my finger?
 
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Most of what I've ever seen is already posted above.

However, the damndest thing I ever saw was one time in Jr High while living in Saudi Arabia in the early 80's, I had to go grab a stall.

So I get in and close the door and saw that someone had drawn a 2ft smiley face on the back of the door.... with a turd....

 
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<div class="ubbcode-block"><div class="ubbcode-header">Originally Posted By: pyrotechnic</div><div class="ubbcode-body"><div class="ubbcode-block"><div class="ubbcode-header">Originally Posted By: rero360</div><div class="ubbcode-body">Not poetry, but a recurring theme was "Post is gay" I guess Post was a lower enlisted Infantry guy who was on the same FOB I was back in '07, saw that written in porta johns on every single FOB I went to all over Baghdad, Anaconda, Kuwait, and in the bathrooms of the barracks we were staying in at Ft. Dix. Also saw it written into the road surface in downtown Baghdad where they re poured cement to fill in an IED hole. </div></div>

Pretty sure they were referring to standing guard duty.


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Post was real person. An E-5 type from a guard unit there in 06-07.
 
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<div class="ubbcode-block"><div class="ubbcode-header">Originally Posted By: rero360</div><div class="ubbcode-body">Not poetry, but a recurring theme was "Post is gay" I guess Post was a lower enlisted Infantry guy who was on the same FOB I was back in '07, saw that written in porta johns on every single FOB I went to all over Baghdad, Anaconda, Kuwait, and in the bathrooms of the barracks we were staying in at Ft. Dix. Also saw it written into the road surface in downtown Baghdad where they re poured cement to fill in an IED hole. </div></div>


HAHAHA! Post is a dude in the MI NG and although I've never met him, I know plenty of dudes who have and apparently he is truly a dick lover.
 
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Any number of "gilbert pumps cats"... all over Iraq in 04-05. Perhaps my two favorites:

I've been to the top of the mountain... And I've Pumped Cats.
-SPC Gilbert

If pumping cats is wrong, I don't want to be right.
-SPC Gilbert
 
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<div class="ubbcode-block"><div class="ubbcode-header">Originally Posted By: predatornut</div><div class="ubbcode-body">Saw this one when I was a kid and it has stuck with me for some reason.

Here I sit in fumes and vapor
Waiting for some toilet paper
How much longer must I linger
Before I'm forced to use my finger? </div></div>

+1
 
One fellow sees another one fishing in the shultzy with a stick and asks what he is doing. "I dropped my jacket in there, says the fellow with the stick." Other fellow says, "Well it is ruined, and you can't use it now." Fellow with the stick says "Yeah, but I had a sandwich in the pocket."...
 
Here I sit in misty vapors
Someone pissed on the toilet paper
The time has come, I can not linger
Look out ass here comes my finger

Lots of draftees in RVN so no love lost with the Lifers
Lifers are like flies,
They eat shit and bother people.

That fly you just swatted was either the company commander or the 1st Sgt. Can you tell which one?
Doesn't matter as long as you smashed his ass.
 
There are a thousand variations to this one so post yours about the man from Nantucket. This is the one I read:
There once was a man from Nantucket
Whos dick was so long he could suck it
He said with a grin
As he wiped off his chin
If my ear was a cunt I would fuck it
 
...you should the giggles in the stalls when i break into song - "let it go" from frozen - applicable on soooo many levels:

The snow glows white on the mountain tonight
Not a footprint to be seen.
A kingdom of isolation,
and it looks like I'm the Queen
The wind is howling like this swirling storm inside
Couldn't keep it in;
Heaven knows I've tried

Don't let them in,
don't let them see
Be the good girl you always have to be
Conceal, don't feel,
don't let them know
Well now they know

Let it go, let it go
Can't hold it back anymore

Let it go, let it go
Turn away and slam the door
I don't care
what they're going to say
Let the storm rage on.
The cold never bothered me anyway

It's funny how some distance
Makes everything seem small
And the fears that once controlled me
Can't get to me at all

It's time to see what I can do
To test the limits and break through
No right, no wrong, no rules for me,
I'm free!

Let it go, let it go
I am one with the wind and sky
Let it go, let it go
You'll never see me cry
Here I stand
And here I'll stay
Let the storm rage on

My power flurries through the air into the ground
My soul is spiraling in frozen fractals all around
And one thought crystallizes like an icy blast
I'm never going back, the past is in the past

Let it go, let it go
And I'll rise like the break of dawn
Let it go, let it go
That perfect girl is gone
Here I stand
In the light of day
Let the storm rage on

The cold never bothered me anyway!

 
To the tune of Folsom Prison Bluse by Johnny Cash.


I feel that loaf a slidin
Slidin down the tube
I know that its a comin
But I sure could use some lube
Cause its stuck inside my sphincter
And it wont break free
I sure hope it drops soon
cause its a killin me.


Took a dose of exlax
and a bit of feenamint
Now Ill drink some prune juice
Just to blast that baby loose
Cause its stuck inside my sphincter
and it wont break free
Sure hope it drops soon cause
its a killin me.
 
Let's make this clear when y'er in here
always squat to take the shot,
'cause its' not safe to sit and $hit.

The last plop you heard
was y'er wallet

I told him not to light a match to kill the smell...

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