When you gotta deuce, but itâs no ordinary deuce. You definitely have the faddles. The internal temperature rises the stomach starts bubbling and the shakes and sweats follow. Before finally a thick coating is left on 3/4 of the throne interior. And a relief like no other comes over you, almost euphoric.
Whomever - âwtf is wrong with you, itâs like septic tank exploded in hereâ.... â Sorry I have the Faddles.â