Basically as soon as my cheeks touched the whiteness of my throne, the shit started sprouting out of me.

Such a technologically advanced body I have, and such nice accessories!

My poop was so inconsistent this morning I even forgot to mention it.

What’s most regarding is what pain causes the air trapped inside my belly. Pretty common to me, yet still raw.

Here it COOOOOMES!

Thanks a lot for the surprise, I was waiting for you! c’:

Yesterday I had quite a frenzy dinner, made of several steaks, two beers, chips. At least I dodged ice cream.

Assuredly, haven’t slept more than a few hours. Digestion still ongoing.

I can’t say I didn’t try… No shit got out this morning. Not even a fart!

Now I am on the bus going to work and I feel it, it’s getting wilder. I hope I can pull through to the end of the day. Pray for me

I spent the last couple of hours drinking litres and litres of water. I needed to clean my insides. During the same amount of time, I kept farting in turmoil, disgusting mayhem coming from my arse.

I kept waiting and waiting for the water to take effect until eventually, THE BOMB EXPLODED!

Ok. How do I turn that off now? 😟

Aaaaaaalll right this is going to hurt. I feel the devil inside me.

Utter cream is getting down easily though. Nice and tidy, shit.

Nice, a tidal of shit.

Literally had to pull it out manually.

Smoothie in the cup.

As I was saying, i transferred the office in my toilet.

Eventually, it happened for real, the pencil fell inside the toilet, squashing itself in turds.

Fun. Let’s go back to writing. I’ve got a new ink to try!

Since I cannot stay in the office, I brough my office here with me. That is to say, I am writing on my notebook.

My pencil was almost joining the turds diving in the pool .-.

This stink is kinda focusing

Even if it’s hot everyfuckingwhere, even if I have several problems with my belly, even if it’s not healty, after I discovered that new kebab place, I can’t now live without it.

The obvious (and pretty sudden) aftermath is me taking an insane shit.

Yet, this post-kebab kind of shat can’t be compared with anything.

Humble shit session

Today I found difficulties at shitting.

Only #3 turds expelled. Dimension 1 to 3 inches.

End of the Report.

Uhm, Nothing. I’ll just wait another couple of hours!

a 5-hour webcall, followed my this average shit. So nice.

No I think want to die here.

By the way, my shit is beautiful as fuck!

No.