Why do we actually clean our toilet after we pooped in it?

It’s such a stupid shit! It’s going to be dirty pretty soon!

It’s such a selfless move! As I would never be happy at finding the scraps of someone else, why the fuck should I ever leave mine!?

It smells a looot!

It’s wonderful, no matter how many times I sniffed my shit, it shocks me every single time!

Today some fresh approach to life. No breakfast, first thing in the morning, the bathroom thing. You know, washing and scenting for the society… that kind of thing.

Anyway, I thought my body would have found it weird to have any kind of moment for shitting. I couldn’t be more wrong…

A shitload of crap is now out in the wild world for good.

Lucky me I decided not to eat this morning… I would have thrown out… This smell is unsustainable!!

Even if I sat for 25minutes on the toilet, there’s still fire hidden inside me. Such a shame

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.