It’s the beginning of the week, and I harvested fruits of the tree I planted yesterday.

I had a couple of drinks after a 2-week-stop, beer, and a pizza for a late dinner, hence my bowels are pleased to let me know everything went through pretty easily.

But I guess it is more like a warning, sort of like ‘Buddy I can handle this, but please, don’t stress it too much’.

Mmh, seems like a challenge has been placed here…

Beans for lunch,

Ice cream as snack,

I pile up a stack.

I get it, have a shit and post about it is the only thing that makes me happy being alone.

Alone with a ball of turd in the pocket. I mean, in my bowels. I mean, it is now in the toilet.

I’ll flush it down now.

A turd gets out after a few long farts.

Immediate reaction to Burrata

That’s a level-8 shit, definitely. It amassed seamlessly in a little tidy spiral, it’s smooth as smoothie, it has crunchy stuff in it, it stinks at point, sticks a little but not too much on the sides. It is mostly perfect.

Why then level 8 instead of 9? Because the levels above 8 are just for exceptional craps. This is no exceptional one, it is surely special, beyond normality, but still in the normal Range.

Ok so, for a shit like this I suffer a lot for not having a proper system to store it. I mean industrial fridges, chem-tech jars, a charting system. I’d love to make my shit-cantine.

Must do.

Ahhhh, finally a shit worth its name!!!

This is it, a swamp made of floating huge rolls, it is kind of a cauldron recipe, little stinky… but don’t misjudge their repulsive appearance! They have a tender heart!

Amazing! While writing there still is some more sauce to be added to the collection!

I was sure there was something more to come! I mean, it’s just a couple of bucks, but that’s fine!

I hope I can be rewarded for my shit one day…

Oh nice, I spent yesterday evening trying to squeeze out every gassy slot inside my bowels, and now they seem gone.

I mean, I used the TV remote as a chisel and I pushed it hard on my belly. It didn’t work at all, but it is nice to feel relieved in the morning at least.

In the meanwhile, only a turd in the hole. I think there’s more to come… I had pizza for dinner, eheh

Two hours after several scoops of ice cream, I take a huge shit.

What’s taking so long though? I’d pretty much like to pop put these kind of revolvers in the morning. Not like twelve hours later! C’mon bowels, I know you’re better than this!!

Patience got rewarded. A grenade was thrown.

Uhm, when I wake myself up in the morning, even before I open my eyes, I fart, loads and loads of farts. Just like a did today. After such a wonderful concert I expect some good poop for me!

I had breakfast, then came here. Still nothing. It is so disappointing 🙁

Right, after a bowlful of creamy ice cream my arse is finally ready to pop!

I spent the whole day whistle-farting, I knew there must come to something solid!

Meh, poor boy. Born already dead.

I mean this turd is so dried out it has no vitality at all!

Some unexpected turds came out my arse right after a few push-ups.

Don’t worry, I went sitting on the toilet for that!

They were pretty consistent, very hydrated. It was a real pleasure to meet ‘em!