“Keith, Mum has Kackensplatterd again, get your gloves on you have some clearing up to do….!”
Keith sat back to watch T.V. Suddenly a gurgling noise could be heard followed by that distinctive deep “whoosh” sound. Keith new
straight away that Mum had Kackensplatterd. Confirmation was met with the
overwhelming smell of fresh
steaming shit caked on an old woman’s back.