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.

It kinda feels I am going to die soon. My sleep is the problem. It is inconsistent. My body keeps waking me up.

Back to those things that matter, though, It was smooth and soft, very much ice-creamy. Nice. At least something I don’t have to struggle about!

Still on the toilet, back on writing. Not as easy though…

My bowel is making brutal contractions, and I can’t think. It’s to intense!

These painful shats are too fucking frequent! This is insane!

Yet, a morbid way to write more posts!