Uhm, since yesterday I had four shit, this morning there’s nothing to produce…

Pity…

Once home I had to place another shit. Ueah, yeah, fourth of the day. Today is a great day for my bowels! party time!

Now I run to the gym

Bathroom session at the office. Second one…

Hate it when I have to start the day in a rush.

I am not the only one hating it. My bowels does as well… they get outraged by that and they refuse to expel. Hate it!!!

Second go. Now comes with stink.

Yesterday I kind of spent the day eating. No rest, no shit.

This means only one thing. I have dinosaurs of poop piled up inside me. Ages of evolutions, centuries of debris. Frankly, I hope my toilet is ready. Brace yourselves!

As soon as I open my eyes, my bowels wish me good morning, in a very peculiar way. They use morse code, fart morse code.

They say ‘Good Morning my lord, after this little chit chat, we really need to spend some time with you on the toilet’

After that I had breakfast, ignoring their needs.

Now I am in the bathroom, I brushed my teeth, set everything for the shower, but in the meanwhile my bowels were expressing their disappointment, in a way I can’t tell.

In the end I pleased them, and I sat on the throne.

Now we are finally happy together

Uhm… third tird of the day.

I guess I am healthy!

To be fair, I am wasting a lot of time sitting on my toilet lately…

Gimme some more.

My slumber was trippy, in a bad way. I ate beers and trash food. And it was late. And I had troubles digesting it. And I slept badly. And

Now I am deeply full of trash shit

I was not expecting another pile of crap. But I gotta say it’s welcome!

Just a matter of time. If I feel something still inside me, I wait. After some time, everything will come.

Right. Ejected!

Late morning. Late shit. Problematic shit

A little more shitty before lunchy

This morning it gets out easily ☺️