There's an infamous Chris Rock joke in the back of my head that's sprouting a bit of familiarity in there. No– not the joke about eating like a murderer. It's the one where he talks about how once men have something once, they gotta have it all the time. I personally found it fuckin’ hilarious. It's the examples for me; every instance he portrayed as a girlfriend offering circumstantial sex to her boyfriend, the guy instantly responds that he wants the treatment year-round rather than on occasion.
“Imma dress all sexy and wear lingerie, Stiletto heels and garter belts for you tonight.”
“No you gon wear high heels for me EVERYDAY! If I EVER see the back of yo feet touch the flo again, this relationship is over!!!”
Goddamn Chris🤣 He ain't lyin! That's just our nature and I ain't een gone dispute it. I feel like if it's that good the first time, the succeeding servings gotta at least match or exceed my satisfaction. If I order a charger off of Temu and I'm able to get it in 8 days, all my other household items that I order need to arrive at my doorstep in one piece and in less than a fortnight again. If I go to one of those Chinese restaurants on a Monday night and the food slaps, the other 6 nights need to follow suit. Fellas you wouldn't dare dream of stepping foot into a Foot Locker/Champ's/Nike outlet and NOT be greeted by a happy salesman after the perky lil white girl jumped towards you with glee last week, would you?
No you wouldn't. I wouldn't feel bad about expecting that kind of constant level of content. You know why? Because it's called consistency! I feel like if my boss and my old lady can yell at me nonsensically while expecting me to climb Mount Everest everyday regardless of the circumstances, I can enjoy the things I love as often as I want, especially if I'm coming out of my pocket for it. It's giving the punchline for Chris’ bad job joke:
“Can't I eat like a murderer? I bet you if I shot you I could finish this sammich!”
My scat clips must abide by the same standard as well. The preview I have for you today is like the second helping of her debut feature on this site, and the name of the second dose that Scaterific92 has given me is called Snap Crackle Pop. Scroll down and enjoy the encore of Peek-A-Boo Poop 👇🏾
Scaterific92 earns the EFRO Zone Oozie with a review of Snap Crackle Pop.
I said what I said! Once a man gets something good, he gotta have it all the time. This clip was litty for the same reasons that Peek-A-Boo Poop but also won praise for different reasons. Swerved you there. Here they are:
- She still backed dat wagon into its parking space. The opening moments set the pace for everything that happens in these dirty clips. If the model falls, it's funny. If the hole is already opening up, anxiety is already up like Black blood pressure. Dat kneel down in front of the toilet and backwards crawl? Every fluid in the body starts bubbling towards the surface. Blood, sperms, sweat, snot even– ladies, that's our version of “Usher singing into stage frame at concert.”
- Her oil spill happened to be brown. This one falls on the opposing side, but it is a welcome succession nonetheless. We got a peanut butter consistency with Nat's last clip, oatmeal is fired out of her big cheeks in this one. It's not a big detraction, especially with the round backdrop behind the puddle. I'm more impressed that her booty can open up like that without hands pulling it apart like a cinnamon roll.
- Her ass sang its ass off. And even more impressive than Nat's wagon is the gas blown out of her exhaust pipe. Goddamn this must be the hard gas that Chris Griffin was talmbout. I'm pretty sure her methane was so hot, it liquified the already-hard stool in her guts. That moment gave big alpha female dominant feels having emptied her bowels and letting out a HUGE fart. No wonder she calls herself ‘scaterific’.
These seven plus minutes pretty much signaled an instant legend with Nat's toilet going 0-2 and her right hand scoring a major victory against smearing. Even politicians don't run for office without getting smeared. If Scatshop was still up & running, Snap Crackle Pop would definitely be a top seller for the fart part alone. There's always FemScat and Yezzclips doe. Even with the affordable prices, I don't understand why people sleep on Scaterific92. It's gems like this she puts out that makes this writer appreciate every single second of footage while they're offered up. There's women known for far more things outside this genre that offer VIP passes on websites that charge at least 5 to 20 times the longest Scaterific92 clip and grift in and out of the culture on impulse. Think about that when you scroll past her tweets.
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