Queen Nutella - Pooping At The Beach

This is a crazy time of year… you have kids getting out of school, kids going back to school, tropical depressions, hurricanes, not to mention that this humidity. It's killing me. It gets to be a lot to deal with for most people. Some people have to get their kids ready for the next semester, some have to help their kids move in since it's their freshman year in college. Poor souls– can't een enjoy anything until after kids start back.

I would say that those parents can enjoy time between semesters, but the appeal of summer fun has come along and washed back out of the human mind like tides at the beach. That's why I'm glad I don't have kids. I could take off and go anywhere so long as my funds look right. A beach trip would sound lovely– pack a cooler, take that long road trip, breathe in that saltwater and cheeseburger scent, clap some cheeks, breathe in that mud and cheeseburger scent from a pair of saltwater drop-riddled cheeks…

That kind of freedom a single, grown, Black heterosexual man could enjoy (with the financial backing of corporate PTO) sounds like nothing less than a dream come true. I mean, you'd have to be down with the brown side of life for that last fantasy, but male members of the audience get my point… Ladies, your freedom during prime hurricane season matters as well. If you wanna take time off and go away, take in the sights, have a few drinks, get your cheeks clapped, have at it (so long as you don't duck outta work at the last hour like some people I previously worked with😒)

At least Queen Nutella has that kind of freedom. Where she lives, she can take off and get away from the stresses of the corporate plantation, post up at the beach since it's like a home away from home for her... She even found time to blow her ass out since the beach dunes feel like a secondary toilet too, and I have the beach trip chronicled in gifs for you. The video is titled “Pooping At The Beach”.

Imma just leave the girl another Oozie, OK?

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I'll tell you what, it is definitely nice to have these vibes back in place. The bright sun bathing the big, slated rocks and sand, crashing waves, screaming seagulls like they're attending a nearby No Kings protest– all complimenting the sight of the queen lowering her bare ass cheeks into frame to void her bowels. It's all calming until you see those dark brown buns lowering, about to be spread.

I can appreciate the guts it took for somebody like Queen Nutella to venture out in public for a bathroom trip like this. Because it's not like “homegirl had to go so bad that she pulled her ass out”, the feeling is like “my nigga– is that somebody throwing up outta her ass behind those rocks?” That's if she had gotten caught– luckily she didn't.

The space that Queen chose (obviously different from the one in Goddess Naa Wipes My Ass) seems to be very secluded too, almost as therapeutic upon exposure to its components. It was still shocking the way her dookie flew out doe. Her shit went from soft serve to mud butt in seconds! She literally blew chunks out of her ass! And there's never been a weirder moment in life when you shift through that many various emotions all within seconds with ya meat in your hand…😳 We still love the queen for her courage regardless🙏🏾

 

GET A COPY OF POOPING AT THE BEACH HERE!!!