Yet, my crap sunk.

My mind is full of infos about cryptocurrencies. I’ve been studying this since Saturday.

Now I want to create a token called SHITcoin.

So stupid, I am…

I am starting to love my habit consisting of sitting, pooping, writing, posting.

It’s cool! I mean… the thing I am sitting on. 🙃

Probably is just because I had no poop yesterday, but HERE I AM, BACK AGAIN!

All right, yesterday I had no shit whatsoever.

So said, I am now pumping and breathing in order to give birth to this little huge baby already 2-days-old.

…and IT’S OUT! Followed by an indefinite number of very little brothers!

Niiiiiiiice! Warm congratulations to me!!

The days I have no shit feels so weird. I don’t feel myself

I don’t know why exactly, but I woke up at 4 in the morning. The first thing that came into my head is this idea: printing limited editions of sort of greeting cards about shit.

Nice, then I couldn’t fall asleep anymore. Hence I woke up and developed my idea.

Next week I am going to start a Kickstarter campaign. 🙃 A shit related crowdfunding campaign.

Now, talking about that, my arse stung a bit. What did I eat yesterday? 🤔

My arse has something else to say…

It’s uncommon for me to write my post sitting comfortably on a chair, but I forgot to write it while extruding my crap. It was ok, normal pebbles.

Thing is, I increasd the struggle. Now, besides a post every shit I do, I am also TikToking.

Some morning tirds are conical. They start pointy, they end muuch wider!

Bullets!

Third shit in a day, but deluding. A few pebbles