The Double Down

Two layers. One nightmare. The Double Down arrives when you least expect it – right before a meeting, on a road trip, or mid-date. The first wave hits hard… the second? Personal. It’s angry, it’s cursed, and it whispers foul things under its breath as it exits.
Wiping? Endless. Like trying to erase a Sharpie with tissue paper.
This isn’t just a number two – it’s a two-act tragedy.
 
Each piece of art (poop) comes with a handwritten thank-you note and a brief explanation.