When you shart your pants and remember that you should never, under any conditions, poop outside the house.
1: Fuark.
2: What?
1: I failt my pants, I need to go home immediately.
Someone who wastes too much time on studying the personal histories of people they'll never meet to the point that it affects their existence.
Begone temporal scavenger dog, go lick someone else's clock floor!
When you stack toilet paper neatly on your desk's top surface.
"1: WELCOME.
2: Clean up your desktop graveyard man, that's nasty.
1: ALRIGHT."
Tiara-like, placed on the representation of a self-assured man.
"1: Why don't you ever consider other opinions? Including your own?
2: I wear my foreskin crown proudly.
1: Ok."
Onomatopoeic sound when you gag revolted.
1: Geezus, that smell's revolting!
2: Excuse me sorry thank you.
1: The heck!
The off-white/off-brown/off-yellow meat color of manbear (repository) flesh, the result of mixing little browns and real-life flash photography look.
"1: Look at that bunghole.
2: Graymeat..
1: Weird."
The way "you" will poop in the future.
1: How was the poop today?
2: Vegetable Man.
3: Futurepoop.