Market Awareness Campaign
Purpose: Increase brand-name visibility
Target Area: Chattanooga,TN (+25 Mile Radius)
Estimated Daily social media accounts reached: 762 to 2,200
Cost: $5.00/day

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I don't want to necro the old toilet thoughts thread, so I've made this one.
Very recently this morning I was drinking coffee when suddenly I needed to make brown. I strained , but not too hard, and fortunately all went well. You see, the day before I only ate candies and a cheese bagel sandwich and totaly forgot to eat my fiber capsules. I feared I would bleed again from my anus. I will only describe the results: each stool looked the same, being thinly sliced, wedge-shaped like steak fries, and of a bright brown of uniform color. The water in the bowl was not at all clouded by my loaf.

Feel free to share, including pictures if necessary.
 
Poop steak fries
 
Something something scat porn
 
The scat porn actor after he eats the other scat porn actor's shit and it's crunchy but he remembers he has a peanut allergy.l3fmx.jpg
 
For as long as I can remember I looked down on long shitters. For me it has always been a rapid action. Unzip, sit down, boom, get back up, done. Mere seconds. Less than taking a piss. No need to wipe, the stool is always hard and compact, nearly fragrence-less, like a perfectly packaged brick of waste fuel removed from some pefectly efficient machine. Imagine spending half an hour sitting on a toilet with your asshole spread opem desperately forcing uneven splurts of fecal matter out of your mangled guts. Imagine marinading in the smell of your own excrement. Imagine needing distractions to take your mind away from the humilating ordeal. Every day. Every single day, sometimes more than once, subjecting oneself to this loathsome ritual. Truly a fate worse than death.
 
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