Something I haven’t share about these constipated days
In the last few months I discovered some sort of technique to stimulate pooping.
It is a necessity, you know.
It began washing my arsehole, out of the blue I remembered a suggestion my ex gave me, washing my arsehole with soap, and occasionally linger on it a bit inside. This would have stimulate peristaltic movements, allegedly.
You know what… I tried occasionally, excluded soap from the equation – it just irritated the colon – and it worked!
It works!
Sometimes at least.
This time at least!
Eventually I deployed some 3-days-old shit, now I just miss the backlogged…