Miles has once again produced a turd worthy of bestowing a name upon. As he sat there on the potty, he said, “The Giant’s comin’.”
19) The Giant
- Imagine a half-pound, all-beef patty, simmering in its own juices for hours before plopping down in a perfectly round, flattened mass before you. Now imagine the beef is actually poop. This fecal catastrophe is also denoted by its aromatic qualities, sure to send any man, woman, or beast stumbling to the next room to gasp for fresh air.
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The Perils (& Pride) of Paternity 