Oh shit, is the fourth of the day!

It’s getting frustrating…

Yeeeeeh why not? Some more disgusting turds out

It’s difficult, every day I get older, and my body with me, and my hangover gets worse.

And my shit gets more difficult. Ouch.

But it’s fine, as long as it keeps getting out

It’s getting awfully difficult to handle hangovery craps

Especially those from beer. My arsehole feels like it is squeezing out acid. My skin is slowly melting away, everything getting out of there is sour, and it just belongs to a weird laboratory, certainly not my body

Oh sure! Let’s make it twice today!!

I should have saved one for yesterday… 😠

I am cross with my arsehole!

It reply with much stink, and farts, and this crap is very difficult to clean! ☹️

Taking a shit today, I have just realised I lost a 240-day streak. FUCK!

Yesterday’s constipation had a baaaad consequence! 🙁

A sudden, unexpected abruption of poop just reached my arse.

Actually, I felt some movements inside me, I could even hear eery sounds, but I thought it was kinda normal… well I was wrong. But I guess it’s fine.

Now though, please arse, let’s finish your job in time for Monza’s start! It’s almost time!!

That was an odd crap, it started with ‘nope, I think I won’t take a shit today’. But I felt pretty burdened.

Many farts came then. I sit and produced a huge mass. Then just blobby fluid.

Now I feel great!

It’s the biggest shit I’ve done in months.

I mean, I don’t even understand where could everything be stored inside my belly.

Must be at least half a kilo of shit

To be fair, I wasn’t expecting another shit right now… but it’s fine. Taking a shit is always something good!

Even if this one is very airy 💨💨💨

Just a little shitty to free some space for lunch

I’ve been awake for two hours now, my pushy bowels wanted some place to drop their messages asap, but I gave ’em my toilet only now. My bowels are now content.

I am not that satisfied though, I wished it could have been more shit, but it’s just an old tird.

Just for the special occasion I’ll call it Charles the tird.

Just woke up. My bowels two minutes right after me. A bomb is dropped. My arsehole stings. She sings. Who’s she? My soul.

Yeeeeaaah, just extrude some shiiiit yeeeaahhhh!!!

A long series of turds made me realised I forgot to report my morning shit.

I didn’t do it because it was way to fast than expected. And pretty fluid…