last poops
Saturday, 1 May 2021 | 11:44 PM
Haven’t told you I spent the day in bed, recovering from my hangover.
Only now I can proudly say, am finally through.
Shit makes the journey end
Saturday, 1 May 2021 | 01:08 PM
Wiping up some chocolate ice cream.
Trust me. It was totally the same. Even nut crumble was in it!
Saturday, 1 May 2021 | 12:55 PM
This turd felt like someone tried to fuck my arse with a sharp knife.
Friday, 30 April 2021 | 02:41 PM
Looks like I am suffering from some kind of disorder.
Uh, ok! At least I have a blog to inform people about it!
My stomach is bloating. My intestines as well. Inside me 80% farts, 20% useless crap
100% toxic
Friday, 30 April 2021 | 08:59 AM
Something is wrong.
Can’t tell why, but my belly hurts, and I had no fulfillment yesterday 😕
Where does this constipation come from? 😣
Thursday, 29 April 2021 | 01:40 PM
Not yet 🙁
Wednesday, 28 April 2021 | 01:14 PM
Can’t tell why, but even if I feel like I shall shit as an elephant, only a bally got through
Tuesday, 27 April 2021 | 02:36 PM
Lil’ one
Tuesday, 27 April 2021 | 10:24 AM
If I bow my head down, I can see a ball made of crap. A perfect little sphere has just got out of my arsehole.
It hurts a bit, indeed
Monday, 26 April 2021 | 02:48 PM
Well, it finally came out. Just a single one tird. Long. Steady. Rigid
Monday, 26 April 2021 | 09:41 AM
Nothing out
Sunday, 25 April 2021 | 09:20 AM
Nice! I slept like 1hour, and I’m back in the loo!!
This morning, we have a very special spongy crap, to celebrate my arduous night
Sunday, 25 April 2021 | 05:19 AM
The moment has finally came. I’ve spent two long hours up longingly waiting for the hideous things inside me to come out.
FINALLY, here it comes! And it’s PAINFULLY SATISFYING!!!
Surprisingly peculiar smell. Pungent and floral
Sunday, 25 April 2021 | 04:38 AM
A rewarding low-sounding fart suddenly reveals what’s going on inside me: EVIL
In the meantime, I drink some milk to ease my nausea.
Sunday, 25 April 2021 | 04:10 AM
I’ve got to admit that having this blog helps me feeling less alone in moments like these.
I’m now crouched on the floor, waiting for my bowels to unclog, while I take a rest from some fifty abs I’ve just made to facilitate somehow the movements of my bowels.
I think, telling people about my distress takes a great part of making me feel better.
In the meanwhile — the neighbours’ dog barking in distance —, I keep laying on the floor, sleepless, deluded, and literally full of crap.