Friday, 3 December 2021 | 01:57 PM

I was wondering when my body would have thrusted out the spicy chicken I ate last night, which deprived me of sleep, which I adored, which is now laying at the bottom of the toilet in the form of-
Well, it actually has no shape whatsoever. It’s just a brown blob.

The spiciness has now become itchiness.

I now wonder what kind of poker face will I be showing as soon as I open this toilet’s door at the office. .-.

Wednesday, 1 December 2021 | 08:43 AM

Last month of the year. Me, I feel like have nothing achieved. I only piled loads of shit.

Loads of ideas, such as selling my shit in jars as unique pieces, creating a cryptocurrency for my SHYT, NFTs, creating a kamaSutra for shitting positions, new stickers for advertising my Blog. Nothing Done.

Perhaps I hope next year I will be able at least to start the one I care about the most, The Shyt Show, the awesome podcast where I read my posts out loud, and tell more around those.

Still nothing. Only a few shameful turds. That’s what my life’s about right now.

Monday, 29 November 2021 | 10:57 PM

Uh, btw, after a way-too-early alarm, a non-stop-rainy-day, a stupid non-heated-workplace in a freaking freezing day, I dragged my lunchbox along. It guarded me even during my diarrhoea attack.

At lunch I enjoyed my chicken curry, heated at point. Everything seemed in peace…

Well, war was just beginning. Farts kept congesting within my insides, and I couldn’t dare pffing any, had to hold ‘em for life. I held them so firmly, Now that I got out from work five hours ago, I still have the same tons of air trapped inside me.

It. Fucking. Kills. Me.

Wednesday, 24 November 2021 | 01:00 AM

My arse, a sprinkler.

I fell asleep one hour ago, then suddenly a urge woke me up. That’s a proper wake up call.

I sit on the toilet. I expel some turds, i feel evil inside me. It hurts. Some more turds. It feels like the evil is getting lower and lower, until.

BOOOOOM. A burst of shit from my arse. It’s total liquid. My arse is now a shit-sprinkler.

After a thirty-minute experience, I am back in bed, not feeling entirely right. I simply hope not to remember anything about this tomorrow

Tuesday, 23 November 2021 | 07:03 AM

I’ve just proclaimed myself, King of my own reign, The Shyt Kingdom. by now I just feel lonely, all alone on my stained white throne.

While some little turds bounces off my arse, I will keep waiting for foresters to join my palace. It’s such a crappy place!

In the meanwhile I must study a way to promote my reign. Discord is fun, when in company.

Happiness is only real when shared‘, after all