Reprise. If my toilet was firstly filled with huge columns, there now are the rubbles.

Out of metaphor, there first has been a spike attack, after a while followed by a volcano eruption.

Yes, it really feels like lava.

Fine. Breakfast required a lot of self temper, but in the end I managed to finish it before the bomb EXPLODED.

NOW I AM EXPIATING ALL MY YESTERDAY’S SINS: a kebab for lunch, three large beers and some pizza for dinner.

This session is very excruciating, and it keeps going! I guess it’s worthy of Dante’s inferno.

I can’t even have a placid breakfast…

My bowels is in turmoil

Shitting at the studio is never a good thing, there’s no window and I am fucking sweating!!!!

Basically I shit, then spend the rest of the day waiting to shit again.

Let’s start counting the minutes again!

Uh! Let me flush it first!

New spot!

I’ve never took a shit at my girlfriend’s parents’. It’s somehow cute!

It came at a high price though! First, I had a hazardous load to deliver. Second, there’s no window in here -.-‘

I guess…All’s Well That Ends Well

Disappointment in a jammy sauce

At night, in the dark. I sit on my throne reasoning, is it better to keep it inside or to let it go? If I expel it now I won’t have enough shit to expel in the morning! Many other different solutions crowded my mind.

Suddenly shit interrupted my thought. It simply got out. I guess there’s not to worry about anything in life, things will go as they have to. Finely.

Just to end this metaphoric shat neatly, a stinky, throbbing fart.

Pick a brush and damp it, now memorise its shape.

The turd I just produced totally resembles it. Even the colour is neat.

This is what I call an artist’s touch.

Had no shit today 🙁