One single shot. One is enough

I just feel it. I need it.

Sorry friend, I left some crap in your toilet

Taking a shit while my gf whatches me becomes easier and easier every day.

Conference from the loo pt.2

I had an asparagus omelet for lunch, now the only thing I could smell is asparagus.

Tremendous! Today I am watching the very first live conference from my white throne.

Sometimes I just love COVID, it certainly has its perks.

Now, this is worth a post. Just joking. It sticks my cheeks together.

Nothing great about my crap today. Dullest dull

Constipation.

I never suffered from hemorrhoids, so I don’t know what it feels like. Yet, the only thing I know is, it starts with a bit of a pain while sitting…

Indeed. Yesterday I felt it. I don’t know what it is yet, but it sounds like an injury to me. This kind of job I carry on has its risks…

Well, I’ll just keep posting and shitting and posting and shitting. It hurts a bit, but that’s still the mist wonderful job I’ve ever had!

A new week begins. What’s going to happen?

Will I be able not to drink any alchool?

These questions are very related to my stinky crap laying in the toilet pool.

Well, let’s see… My anus is ready!

Yesterday was a delightful day for climbing!

So I went out early in the morning… but I could go further than 400 meters because I had to come back home, I forgot something.

What I forgot was I drank 2 litres of beer the day before, so I had another diarrhoea attack.

It’s a pity though, I though I would have wrote a post shitting on some rocks, but luckily enough, it hasn’t happened…

Yesterday I had something like five pints of beer. Now I’d like to be rewarded five points to gryffindor because of the great magic that just got out of my body.

I mean, it’s effect can’t be caused by anything apart from a great spell of magic! It hurts, it’s stingy, it’s broad!

…and it’s lasting too long.

Fuck me and fuck beer.

My girlfriend told me funny stories about her shit. I think she’s going to join me on this blog, as an occasiona co-author.

Nobody cares, and my arse is booming. The air gaping my tirds is more compressed than soft air guns

I should have taken my crap earlier. I hold it too long, now I am going to miss it 🙁

I’m too attached :’(

All right, another dull shit. It’s going to be a dull post.

That’s the kind of post I gotta right just because I have to keep up my streak.

Plenty of love for my crap.