A One Word Each Story Mirek and I Wrote in Antiquity

Once, _ Twice, said poop. Who ate the pig fat? The 14 little slugs replied: I (we) have not jizzed, but we have shat. "What?" said the rectangle pig. "I thought you shat when you jizzed." "well" farted the tarantula aka Bruce the Great Slug, "I consider jizzing somewhat rapidly shating-but this is slow. How the crocodile knew I dont eat out [Insects don't fly] is rather peculiar considering he ate out an octopussy insect. Four times." "Well", answered squirmy pig, "Penises are rarely bad."

THE beginning of fourty endings.