Ok. okokokokok.

I think this solves everything.

Eating as much fruit as one can makes your crap very smooth. No retention. No constipation. No tension.

GREAT!!

A few smoothies

Everybody knows that an apple a day leaves the doctor away.

The reason is simple. As long as you keep eating fruits, you won’t coo your bowels. I

I forgot to eat any fruit for a week, now I am constipated… 😣

I guess anxiety before a job interview plus loads of different cheese types for lunch is making this session worth laughing.

Short an fast.

Later than usual,

Makes this shit delusional

I don’t understand how possible it is, I forgot to post this morning. I shat! Copiously too!

What’s wrong with me???

I am watching youtube videos sitting on my toilet instead of lying on my bed because I had Chinese food for dinner, and a curry for lunch. And, well, I shit!

They say, if you keep doing the same thing every day for a long while, you master it.

If that’s correct, imma be the master of shit.

Consistency is key. Pun intended.

First things first. There’s a long rope made of poop in my toilet. It came from my arse.

It is now silently entering in the foamy pool.

Uh, now it’s solid.

Toilet sweet toilet.

No shit happened to have got out of me today.

Only splendid terrific rotten farts. Terrible

Just arrived back home after a 2-day sleepover.

I ate too much.

Now I shit for the third time in a day, and the amount of crap for each one is still much more than a single normal day shit.

Great day.

Therefore, I sit here, on the white throne. Crap thrashing from my arse.

Now the only thing I could think of is ‘I’m hungry!’, and while I entertain the idea of eating some doughnuts, I’m arse-crafting brownish tenders.

My physique can’t afford what I gave him yesterday.

It was pizza, followed by some beers, followed by much white wine, followed by a huge plate of pasta.

At 3:00 in the morning, I realized I was clogged. Something had to get out. So I ran to the lol, sure I would have puked. I sat on the toilet instead, and I waited in distress.

Finally, it came out. I am not sure how big it was since I was drunk, I only know I’m sitting outside, a bit hangovery, birds are singing, flowers are blooming. And I am ready for another shat.

Finally, I could shit.

It is very stinky, relieving, and intimate at the same time.