Here we go again! Constipation! Uh-huuuu!

No, really, it’s horrible!

Decided to eat a kebab for dinner, so we went to the place and asked for two, complete, no onions.

The guy asked ‘spicy’? – and I believe they just do it only because they’re sadist. can’t be another reason! – we said ‘a little’.

Came back home, my girlfriend set the table, while I poured some fresh water.

They were good. Sort of. Apart from that VERY SPICY core the both of them had. Shit! How I slept poorly.

Such a bad bad idea, we had.

Oh, look! After all of these whines some tirds got out! They smell………SPICY!

Two more easy turds. Easy! Nobody was waiting for you!

Simple shit. Complex life

The tidiest poop ever. It got out cleanly. No rush, no hard pushes, no worries.

Can’t give a 10, just because it feels like I could have more but it doesn’t seem to get out soon.

9/10

Some poop deployed. And that’s not something obvious on a Saturday. It’s an odd day for my bowels, late awakening, lazy bowels, most of the times alcoholics from the day before…

But today it was great! Or at least fine! Ok.

6,5/10

Sling poop.

But only two turds.

I’m fucking constipated. Shit

I hate it!

The heat is fucking up my bowels!

Now, some shit got out

I overslept, and now it’s pretty much impossible to have a shit

Trying to have another shit. My bowels seem active… but nothing comes out

Very late shit. Yet. DONE! Hence, the day is great!

Back to yesterday’s beers, then.

Had a few. Not drunk, mind — just a few.

This morning I felt awful. Slept like rubbish. Two shits before I’d even properly woken up.

And still I had to be at the dentist at nine. Important appointment, apparently.

Got home just now, wanted an early lunch because there’s another appointment in less than an hour. Fork halfway up and my arse called.

Rushed to the loo.

FUUUCK, that was hard!

I mean — the session was hard. The turd was loose. Shapeless, horrible, the lot.

Hard work, soft result. Story of my life.

Just emitted a literal groundbreaking long fart (4.6 seconds) while pushing it hard for a wild poop.

Many people drink beer. Some get tipsy after four. I am one of those. Most of them are perfectly fine the day after, me? I get wrecked.

My stomach hates me for the whole next day, my bowels shoots me with the worst armoury. my head hurts so much.

I didn’t even get drunk. Shit!

My cat woke me up after no more than 4 hours since I came home. Sun is growing, my bowels keep punishing me.

It’s the hell.

Taking poops in summer is more difficult than the rest of the year.

Today I’m lucky. Two easy turds. They’r show-offs! Look how easy they look! Wow!

Constipated for the whole day.

I feel burdened