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    Landover Ladies Vow to "Stop Satan From Pulling The Strings!"

    Ladies of Landover member Mrs. Taffy Davenport-Gaines Crockett, visiting the Landover Christian Pharmacy recently to refill the church tract display, happened upon a shocking sight. A young woman was visibly upset and arguing loudly with pharmacist Emma Mae Martin.
    What Mrs. Crockett discovered next sickened her unto the point of nausea.

    "The young woman was trying to buy tampons," Mrs. Crockett said, barely able to hold back tears. "I snatched that girl by the hair and pulled her outside... there were children present! Can you imagine how they'd be damaged by hearing such evil ideas?"

    “I explained to this young lady that we do not carry such phallic devices as tampons and when attending to her monthly curse," Mrs. Martin said, adding that "Satan himself controls the manufacturing of those things." The young woman then began to verbally abuse her, she said.

    "A Godly woman is only to use a Maxi-Pad," Mrs. Crockett stated. "Why, they even have them with little angel wings now! I handed her a box and told her unless she wanted my handprint across her face she was never to utter that evil T word again!” The as yet unidentified woman then fled the store in humiliation. Landover Security sketch artists are preparing a likeness to aid in identifying the young woman.
    Her salvation status is unknown, but based on this event, it is likely she is Hellbound.

    "Toxic Shock Syndrome is God's way of punishing unsaved harlots who choose Satan’s cotton fingers over a Godly pad," Pastor Deacon Fred stated upon hearing of the event. "These playthings of Satan are created under the guise of a ladies hygiene product to bring unsuspecting women and young girls to the fold of the Devil."

    Church members are commanded to talk to your teen-age daughters, and search their rooms if you have to. "Souls are at stake and God is taking names," added Pastor Wiley.

    Mrs. Crockett has organized the Ladies of Landover Phone Bank to spread the word, and has called for both a letter writing protest campaign and a boycott on all stores who are found to carry these satanic sexual devices. Manufacturers who create such vile products will also be targeted for salvation, or, failing that, closure.

    Mrs. Crockett has secured six 24-foot trucks for use in her new ministry, "Stop Satan From Pulling The Strings." She and the other Ladies of Landover plan a nationwide tour, going city to city, pulling what she calls "The Devil's delight" from store shelves once clerks are distracted. Upon the ladies' return, Mrs. Crockett plans a large bonfire.

    “We shall pray over the flames as we watch these evil devices go back to the fiery pits of hell from whence they came,” Mrs. Crockett said during her church news conference, adding, "these things are created by Satan for pleasure, and young women are succumbing to the Devil without even realizing it. This is one battle Satan will NOT win!" Her statements drew a standing ovation from the congregation.

    All church members are encouraged to join in the BBQ and bring a covered dish as we celebrate yet another Victory over Satan. Marshmallows for roasting over the bonfire will be provided by The Ladies of Landover. Due to the nature of this event, the roasting of hot dogs will be prohibited for obvious reasons.

    http://www.landoverbaptist.org/news0999/cotton.html
     
  2. mfgbypooter

    mfgbypooter Super Pooper Staff Member Moderator

    Queef

    It produces tremendous sadness among consenting adults. A terrifyingly disheartening experience, it causes great distrust between couples. A neglected, regrettable cubbyhole of human sexuality, it has ruined thousands of relationships.

    When a woman’s vagina ruins a tender moment with a loud, unexpected expulsion of Cunt Gas, what is the discerning gentleman to do? When the giant slimy clam opens its mouth and belches, what is the proper etiquette? Do you ignore it…or try to console her…or do you tell her how truly repelled you are? Do you try to make light of it with jokes such as, "Who CUNT the cheese?" Or do you immediately get up, get dressed, leave, and never call her again? Do you ridicule her as a cheap hooker filled with rotted sperm? Or do you reply with a friendly fart of your own?

    Even if she only does it once, and even if you don’t tell your parents or clergymen about it, her slovenly vaginal eructation will always be in the back of your mind, forever destroying any hopes for total intimacy. It’s something you need to talk about with your physician and your marriage counselor, and even if they’re helpful, the damage may have already been done.

    We’re talking about pussy farts, gentlemen. Beaver burps. Muff music. The medical term, "vaginal flatulence," sounds like the name of a death-metal band. In England and Australia, where "fanny" is synonymous with "pussy," they call them "fanny farts." Still others call them "varts," a contraction of "vagina" and "farts."

    But the most popular slang term to describe vaginal flatulence seems to be "queef." Some say the word is onomatopoeic and describes the sound the vagina makes when it unexpectedly expels air during sex—"queef!" Others say it’s a combination of "quim" and "whiff." Others insist the word isn’t "queef" at all, but rather "quiff." Or "queeb." Or "queever." Or "quiblet." A correspondent from Southern California says his homeboys call it a "quafe," rhyming with "safe." In eastern Canada it’s called a "keiff," rhyming with "knife."

    But whatever you call it, at least call it "disgusting."

    Comedians such as George Carlin, Howard Stern, Richard Pryor, and "Dice" Clay have made sport of it, rare is the woman who finds pussy farts funny.

    Since it typically happens during moments of sexual rapture, at those rare, blessed moments when men and women share each others’ bodies and spirits in the fullness of what it means to be a Sexual Being, the pussy fart is perhaps the single most disgusting and soul-destroying bodily function known to mankind. Unfortunate human realities such as body odor and anal mishaps are the domain of both sexes; vaginal flatulence, like menstruation, belongs in a Realm of Disgust exclusive to the fairer sex. Both male and female genitals can be seen, touched, tasted, and smelled. But only the vagina boldly ventures into the fifth sense, that of sound.

    Flurpf! Fwomp! Blurp! Flap! Splat! Thar she blows! A warm, wet, stinky blast from the vaginal steamhole. How charming. How dainty. How thoroughly ladylike. Even without vaginal flatulence, the female procreative organs are a repulsive parfait of mucus membranes intermittently exploding with blood; the pussy fart is the cherry on top, proving forevermore that WOMEN CAN BE ICKY.

    So whenever a group of women start raggin’ about how all men are disgusting, all you need to is say two words:

    "PUSSY FARTS."

    The room will become silent. The women will either slink away in shame or attack you en masse.

    THE PUSSY FART IS SHROUDED in disinformation and misunderstanding. This reporter could find no direct medical texts dealing with the topic of "vaginal flatulence," and this after days of wading through google. Surprisingly scant literature exists on a subject acknowledged as so universal. This may be evidence that even doctors are embarrassed that it happens and don’t want to think about it.

    A physician friend likewise came up with no solid research but instead offered the following opinions:

    "I did a MedLine search on vaginal flatulence and found jack diddly. However, based on some personal reflection…it is most likely due to the architecture of the particular vagina. Firm vaginas allow for a tighter seal around the penis, letting less air penetrate into the vaginal vault when the piston-like action of intercourse occurs. This forces air into, and then out of the dead end of the vagina. It would follow then, that loose vaginal muscles will allow queefing to occur. What causes loose vaginas is academic, however, but if a human being has tumbled out of it, or if it's been mercilessly penetrated, logic would indicate these as probable contributors."

    A group of women on a post-hysterectomy BBS reported an increase in pussy-farting after their operations, which lends credence to the idea that it’s caused by a loose vagina. And a phenomenon known as "windsucking"—basically, equine pussy-farting—occurs among female horses whose cunt-caves have been rendered slack after giving birth.

    Several accounts suggest that it occurs most often during "doggy style" intercourse. Many other women report pussy-farting during orgasm. This may be due to the fact that a woman’s vaginal muscles expand and contract during orgasm like chimney bellows, sucking air in and then blowing it out.

    Pussy-farting is not always caused by sexual activity, because some women claim to get them during yoga squats or other strenuous feats. Through skillful vaginal flexing, many women can actually produce them at will, causing great mirth at slumber parties and in the girls’ bathroom.

    There’s ample cinematic evidence of such willful vaginal flatulence. Most notorious is perhaps a 1979 Mitchell Brothers film featuring one "Honeysuckle Divine" and her amazing talkin’ snatch. A thing of repellent wonder, Ms. Divine’s poony-ya-ya quacks and snorts and breathes and shoots ping-pong balls and blows out candles to the snickering delight of a SF grindhouse audience. Another video has circulated for years that was allegedly sent by a wannabe groupie to virtuoso guitarist Steve Vai. For what seems like ten hours, she tries to woo the fast-fingered rocker by making frapping sounds with her sloppy starfucker gash. There are also reports of porn vids wherein a saucy female blows out every flame in a candelabrum with her snatch before drinking a goblet of cum…another where a girl fanny-farts into a flute…even a video called "Amber the Lesbian Queefer."

    But in stark contrast to such willful pussy-farters stand perhaps millions of women who not-so-silently endure the humiliation and social stigma of involuntary vaginal flatulence. What’s worse is that there’s no way to tell whether a potential mate will be prone to queefing. It’s not like the vagina is a coal mine and you can send a canary in there to test whether it’s safe.

    I have a friend who, back in his high-school days, dated a gal who once pussy-farted nonstop for a half-minute after he pulled his meatbone out of her.

    It was to be their last date. The next day in school, he told everyone of her vagina’s didgeridoo-like performance. They all laughed and started making cruel farting noises whenever she’d walk by them in the hallway. She was emotionally ruined and probably became a nun or a stripper.

    I once knew a girl who queefed so much, it was as if her cunt was a set of worn bagpipes hiding under her tartan schoolgirl dress. She had straight black hair, a round face, and nostrils big enough to insert coins in them. And her cunt snorted like a bronco. It was a frickin’ whoopie cushion, let me tell ya. She spent much of our relationship speaking through a muff megaphone. She was disgusted and ashamed of her relentlessly belching cuntflaps. It humiliated her to the point of violence on more than one occasion.

    Her mortification at queefing was directly tied to the hatred she bore for her vagina, which was directly tied to her guilt, which was directly tied to her low self-esteem, which was directly tied to the lowness of her self. She localized her self-hatred in the act of queefing, rather than the proper place, i.e. her entire being.

    And yet, maybe we’re looking in all the wrong places, too. One often mistakenly searches for profound answers amid the tangible and pragmatic. As we all know, the vagina is a gateway into the mystical. Perhaps the reason we can find no concrete answers about the pussy fart is that it’s hard to find spiritual things stuck amid common, vile concrete.

    Is it possible that a pussy fart is actually the voice of the Goddess? Does a queefing cunt serve as some sort of Vaginal Oracle? Is that the voice of the Mother of All Creation speaking through the meat curtain? Is the pussy fart some sort of Lost Chord leading us all into a new gynocratic age? Viewed in such a celestial light, the vagina becomes a spiritual vessel, sort of like a tooth filling that receives radio transmissions. And perhaps the message is urgent, like a dog trying to lead villagers to a child trapped down a well.

    Maybe it just sounds like dolphinspeak to us because our technology is too crude, our fall from grace too complete, to ever understand what Goddess is trying to say when she speaks through a pussy fart.

    One mouth is never enough for a woman. Maybe we aren’t listening closely enough, and maybe there is a message deep inside those talking vaginas, if we can only get past our understandable disgust.

    http://www.unpopart.org/texts/goddess.html
     
  3. mfgbypooter

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    Just make sure you can tell the difference.
     
  6. mfgbypooter

    mfgbypooter Super Pooper Staff Member Moderator

    I just love the fart that sometimes happens when your munchin' on a taco.
     
  7. mfgbypooter

    mfgbypooter Super Pooper Staff Member Moderator

    What'd you think it'd smell like, a flowershop?
     
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    mfgbypooter Super Pooper Staff Member Moderator

    I've been scared to even try farting today.
     
  9. mfgbypooter

    mfgbypooter Super Pooper Staff Member Moderator

    My greatest fear has been realized.

    You know the story about being brokenhearted, of trying to shit and only farted?
    Well, mother nature gave me a second chance, I tried to fart and shit my pants.
     
  10. mfgbypooter

    mfgbypooter Super Pooper Staff Member Moderator

    Do you know why farts stink?

    So deaf people can enjoy them too.
     
  11. mfgbypooter

    mfgbypooter Super Pooper Staff Member Moderator

    Feeding Tube donated to Smithsonian

    It has been announced that Terri Schiavo's feeding tube was donated by her family to the Smithsonian Institute in Washington, DC today. A spokesman for Michael Schiavo says a lawsuit will be filed in US circuit court to block the donation as Mr. Schiavo had planned for the tube to be offered on eBay.

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  12. mfgbypooter

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    I ate too much Mexican last night.

    Almost to the point of having farts that splatter.

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  13. mfgbypooter

    mfgbypooter Super Pooper Staff Member Moderator

    To fart around?
     
  14. mfgbypooter

    mfgbypooter Super Pooper Staff Member Moderator

    I lit a fart one time and singed my underwear.

    At least I think that's what that brown spot is.
     
  15. mfgbypooter

    mfgbypooter Super Pooper Staff Member Moderator

    My farts smell like shit this morning.

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  16. mfgbypooter

    mfgbypooter Super Pooper Staff Member Moderator

    So I was in the grocery store the other day and spotted a can of Del Monte's Sloppy Joe Original. The label said "tastes better than Manwich Original" and seeing as I hadn't had any in quite a while I bought it.

    Now I am fixing it for lunch and I'm wondering the question, does it really taste better and which one does Zp users usually prefer, Sloppy Joe or Manwich?

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  17. mfgbypooter

    mfgbypooter Super Pooper Staff Member Moderator

    Oh my fucking god DB, that is one well written albeit really fucked up link!

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  18. mfgbypooter

    mfgbypooter Super Pooper Staff Member Moderator

    I liked when he was tasting the beggin strips and was checking the ingredients:

    "MEAT". That's all it says... meat. Meat is a pretty large umbrella. Beef is meat. Pork is meat. Horses, monkeys, and allegedly Arby's roast beef are meat. Even Rosie O'Donnell's ball sack is meat.

    LMAO.

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  19. mfgbypooter

    mfgbypooter Super Pooper Staff Member Moderator

    Hey, I remember that! That was really good too!

    I'm gonna mix in the rotel next go around you bet, anything to get the yard in the girls.

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  20. mfgbypooter

    mfgbypooter Super Pooper Staff Member Moderator

    Funny.

    I had a manwich for lunch and it is definitely sweeter tasting than the sloppy joe sauce.

    So if you like tang (who doesn't) you'll go get some sloppy

    joe.

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