Walking 24h, sleeping 4h, party all night, eating too much. When do I shit?

Surely whenever I can. Now at the hostel my bowels are not so cozy though, it looks like they feel better when I have no clean bathroom around…

My friend just came back saying ‘I’ve been banned from the disco we’ve been to’

He doesn’t know I spent more than one hour sitting on that place’s toilet shitting out loud. It was so harsh I wasn’t even able to tell that about.

Now? Take 2nd. Loose shit and a powerful hangover….

Trying hard to keep awake.

Am utterly drunk, actually need some water to be alive.

In the meanwhile I am at a club’s toilet, trying to get over with all of the shit is inside me.

I feel really bad.

Pretty comic. I am in Berlin, with a friend, drinking beers… let’s just say it was a while since our last life update.

I told him all about this shitty project of mine, The Shy Tird, and he is astonished. I mean, very much impressed.

Right in the middle of an update, I just had to take a pause. ‘Mate, gotta write a post, I’ll come back!’

Now I am inside this underground toilet, having the time of my life. Happy, and leas and less full of shit.

I’ve been inside this toilet for one hour now, forty minutes on the toilet, twenty for a shower, some push-ups, and now I’m back at the beginning, back on the toilet.

I must say, I feel this harsh. Oh shit! this is BAAAD.

And the worse thing of all is I still have to get to the airport on time! FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!!

Fffuuuuuuck meeeeee!!!!! Jesus Christ!!!!

I feel bad bad bad bad bad bad bad!!!!!

My arsehole is ejecting the very same heat I felt yesterday inside my mouth while having lunch, with the sole difference that my mouth has its taste buds, made for that, my arse does not.

Here I am, still burping yesterday’s dinner, sitting on my friend’s toilet.

I feel like I could be dying here.

I’ve probably had the spiciest and abundant lunch I’ve ever had in life, and now my bowels is trying to cope with that. To cope with the biggest mistake of my life.

Just because my condition wasn’t already compromised, in order to worsen it, I’ve decided it was wise to drink a lot for lunch and so on for the whole evening. Now I am stuck on this toilet, there’s no way I could stand, I hope it will be passed in at max one hour, or I’ll be losing my flight…..

The spiciest restaurant in the city, it simply brought my bowels to the limit.

I believe this is only the first shot.

Let’s see what comes next…

Today I am leaving for three weeks on a trip around Europe, this is the last shit I am taking on my anonymous toilet, Imma leave my leftovers somewhere else for some time. I like this. It’ll be The Shy Tird’s contamination!

Two years ago I printed loads of sticker with my shit on to promote my website, but I wasn’t able to take any trip then… this is the first one! And I am excited. Let’s see where will the crap bring me. And where will I bring my crap!

By the moment it’s not going anywhere, I still gotta flush off

Right, I don’t feel quite good………

There’s a very big problem here!

Huston we have a massive problem.

As I said, I’ve been eating a lot recently, but eating a lot means there’s more to discharge

And yeah, there is a lot here, keep getting oht!

Liberating, but there’s still something.

Thing is, I am eating a lot in the last few days, and I am not on my best routine. I am not sleeping at my place, and my bowels are a little shy.

Anyways… little by little, everything is getting out in the end

I was wondering how long did I have to wait before taking this huge crap.

I feel much better now

A beer. And an immediate response.

I had an ice cream earlier, and I believe it’s ist fault…

Or at least it resembles that, but I don’t remember I took chocolate this time…

Back home, I feel much more comfortable at taking a shit. Indeed.

There’s a lot of stuff that should be getting out abruptly, but I am in a toilet where I could be heard. It is very difficult to put on a silencer in these moments, but that’s what is happening