The flat horizontal portion of an European, Eastern European and Middle Eastern style commode, which function is to provide a surface in which fecal matter has a place to rest. This is so the distributor of said feces can inspect the item to gain insight on the health of his, her, they, them or otherwise's internal organs and fecal matter produciton efficiency.
I sure am thankful that these restrooms have a sufficient 'inspection shelf' for me to lay my log upon. If they didn't, I wouldn't have been able to determine that I did eat that much corn last night. I surely don't recall consuming that much.
by Karl Hungus January 10, 2023
The sound and or proposition of a homosexual Russian to obtain a mouthful of cock so as the gag reflex is actually muffled by the breadth and depth of the intruding cock.
It is TK day again, You know that boner is back in his CHU waiting for his roommate ....OTTT...Giddens
by Karl Hungus January 11, 2023
by karl hungus February 10, 2005
An enthusiastic expert in the depth of aromas in human fecal matter. Often found outside restrooms, waiting for a waft of olfactory pleasure emanating from a porcelain bowl full of goodies. Some like rich full reds, others fine crisp whites. The poop sommelier seeks the browns and often greens of excrement.
That incessant imp was outside the bathroom again waiting for me as I was taking a shit. What is wrong with him?
Answer: Poop Sommelier
Answer: Poop Sommelier
by Karl Hungus April 21, 2024
An enthusiastic expert in the depth of aromas in human fecal matter. Often found outside restrooms, waiting for a waft of olfactory pleasure emanating from a porcelain bowl full of goodies. Some like rich full reds, others fine crisp whites. The poop sommelier seeks the browns and often greens of excrement.
That incessant imp was outside the bathroom again waiting for me as I was taking a shit. What is wrong with him?
Answer: Poop Sommelier
Answer: Poop Sommelier
by Karl Hungus April 24, 2024
by Karl Hungus January 12, 2004
Taking a nice hard stab with a flesh machete into 200 lbs of healthy guts and going around the world with it. Repeatedly. Sometimes at work. Mostly because it’s convenient. We call it stirring paint because of the sound, mostly. And because it’s typically messy, especially when you pull the stirrer out.
I heard it again. They’re stirring paint in the mop closet. Again. Shameless. I wonder if it was Sherman Williams, or the cheap Sears shit.
by Karl Hungus February 10, 2024