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TIME TO TRIFORCE

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Taking a break

Subject name says it all, taking a break
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Update #1

I'm working on the next part of Another poop thing (which I need a better name for, BTW). I'm split between going with the ridiculous comedic style I started with, or going with a more casual style (which I've already kinda started writing into).
NOTE: I feel kinda rushed because if I go 3 days without posting, someone else could claim my board (which I do not want) duh, so quality might not be that high all the time.
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Another poop thing part 4

>Okay maybe not
>This is going to be WAY harder than I thought
>And I'd kinda feel bad
>Heck, I already had felt bad for glaring daggers at the kid a few days ago
>If I were to frame anybody, it would be him, because he technically started this
>Actually, no
>My digestive system started this
>Anyway
>I start getting teased by high school girls for the incident
>Generally always the same group though
>One girl with reddish brown hair
>One girl with brown hair
>One girl with dark, black hair
>And another
>This other girl is mysterious to me
>She generally stands behind the other three, and doesn't really tease me at all
>She always dons an innocent smile while the other girls make fun of me
>She has golden blonde hair
>She is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen in my life
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Another poop thing part 3

>For the rest of the day people are speaking of my shivering when the teacher said "book"
>The high schoolers catch wind of this, and I am suspected of using the book as toilet paper
>They're on to me
>I need to frame someone, for 'tis the only way
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Another poop thing part 2

>Next day
>Walking by the high school on my way to gym class when I hear a teacher and a student arguing
>I make out some of the words
>"IT'S NOT MY FAULT SOMEONE USED MY BOOK AS TOILET PAPER!!"
>I run for it and hide behind a crowd of other high schoolers
>I now have a secret to keep
>I have to keep it well
>Next day
>I hear talk of the book/toilet paper incident
>I get a little more nervous each time I hear toilet paper, or book
>Math teacher tells us to take out our books
>I shiver
>No one noticed
>At least, I wish no one noticed
>Everyone is staring
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Another poop thing

This one is told from my friend's point of view.
>Be me
>Be 12
>Have to take a crap
>Proceed to bathroom
>Get in the last stall
>yes.webm
>Half way there when I hear a tapping as if someone is gently rapping, rapping at my stall door
>"I need to poop" he says, in a small voice
>"I'll be right out" I reply
>And then I notice
>Oh no
>Oh no nononononono
>No toilet paper
>However, there is a high school math book there
>I rip out a page and proceed to wipe
>I think I got a paper cut
>Finish wiping
>I look up
>There was another roll in the other side of the dispenser
>"GOD DANGIT!" I yell while the rest of my craps hit the floor out of my rage
>I open the stall door, and this kid looks terrified
>I glare daggers as he enters the stall
>I hear a scream
>He stepped in one of my rage poos
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My poop story

>Be me
>Be 13
>First period class
>Feels like someone is stabbing my intestines with a spear
>canthandlethepain.pcx
>Go to bathroom
>Half jog/run down the hallway
>Enter stall
>smallfart.gif
>Suddenly, a huge flow of crap streaming
>Feelsgoodman.jpg
>DONE!
>Get back to class
>Calmly sit down
>Realize what just happened
>Realize that spaghetti is steadily flowing from my pockets
True story