Curled child

FINALLY, 12-hour late, I’m able to exploit my dues. An intense headache arose. My bowels controls my life. Shit controls the world.

This evening I’m struggling to install cracked software on my friend’s new Macbook.

Since I still had no shit today, I am asphyxiating him with my terrible-stink-climaxing farts.

I took the chance to reveal to him this very personal blog. He was too involved.

Yesterday I completely forgot to set my alarm for this morning. my today’s first words ‘NO! Shit!”

This meant I barely found the time to have a rapid shower, but had no time whatsoever to have a shit. I am scared now, I feel burdened, I ate a lot yesterday, loats of meat, pasta, even ice scream!!

What really gives me true fear is, there is no window in at my work’s toilet 🙃. And I am not alone here…

All right then! let’s go back to farts work!

I shat this morning but I forgot to jot it down.

right, who really cares?

Btw now I am hungry

I am so tired I can’t even squeeze myself to shit.

You can stay inside today, mate!

Another one for the masses

I’ve been writing on this blog for a while now, I’ve been taking shits since I was born, and yet I still get surprised by this kind of turds.

I filled the cup with soft rods, pretty light brown. They look so smooth and healthy. I feel like a God who has just created creatures.

People = shit

It’s so fun being a first timer!

I’ve just inaugurated a new toilet with my very first shit at work!

So self-realising! Such a day to be remembered!

Now. How do I get rid of this tedious reek? There’s no window here! 😕

Back again on the insomnia. If it does not let ME sleep, it doesn’t allow my bowels to rest too.

So here I am waiting for… what?

UH! I heard something poppin!