As I have maybe mentioned before, there is a real fascination with poop and poop humor here, in Korea. I’ve seen poop-shaped pastries and desserts, pencil cases, stuffed animals, key chains, anything poop-shaped you could possibly imagine — you can probably find it here.
My time in Korea is nearing an end and to commemorate my amazing year here I decided to get some ink. I didn’t want to be “that foreigner” with something written in Korean because
A) that’s fucking lame,
B) I don’t even speak Korean all that well.
So, because I have this affinity to poop humor I went with what you see above. I find them both hilarious and I couldn’t have been happier with the way they turned out. I will be laughing about this until I’m a senile, old man.
The fucking BEST tattoos ever!
YOU MADE ME!
Today
…I’m getting a poop tattoo.
American Apparel window destroyed in Toronto during G20 Summit madness.
just testing out the acoustics of the room.
ooops. And that’s why you’re not suppose to wear white pants after labor day….or the day after you go into labor. Never know when one of those pesky bowel movements can ruin a perfect day.
In case my four followers were curious…
the bananas and rice system worked. Only minor side effects.
bananas and rice
I’ve started noticing a trend. On weekends I go away to an island or stay in a hostel that will have less than adequate/satisfactory bathroom faciliities, I eat a lot of bananas and rice and purposely constipate myself.
This isn’t healthy. I need to get over my discontent with deucing in public.
(via tumblrisforlulz)
Well, at least they’re reminding you of what’s going to happen 5 minutes after ingestion. Can’t say they didn’t warn you.
I’ll take a #2 combo please….get it? Quarter Pounder w/cheese or a quarter pound of defecate, you decide.
I wish someone sang to me while I pooped. That little turd looked way to happy to meet his demise…Japanese plumbing is not as exciting as that little shit made it look.
Watch the to very end. It’s an unexpected ending.
