last   poops

Monday, 23 November 2020 | 10:06 AM

I don’t really know how to express my frustration in being sat on the toilet, because of a urge I felt while working at my laptop.

Now I am here, and just a microscopic piece of art got out. C’MON EXPLAIN THIS TO MEE!

Saturday, 21 November 2020 | 10:05 PM

I just experienced a bad episode worth telling about.

I was outside, shopping – mask obviously on – well I was having my time. Then, I received a text from my ex, she wants to see me. Anxiety rises.

We meet. She talks. I listen. My bowels calls. She talks. I listen. My bowels can’t wait. I drive to a dark spot by the road. I take a shit in the bushes. A man with his dog passes by. He sees me. He does not care. I hear youngsters getting closer and closer. I hustle. I wipe it up.

Then I came back, relaxed. I had the best time in a long while with my ex. I think we’re still in love. Dunno. I feel happy.

And relieved.

Saturday, 21 November 2020 | 03:08 PM

Every day’s a monday nowadays. A covid shitty monday. Blue monday? Brown monday. Shitty monday. Who cares if it’s a Saturday. Today’s monday. Dull. Life’s sucks.

I’m getting rid of my crap in the meanwhile. Don’t you worry. My intestine still works perfectly well enough

Friday, 20 November 2020 | 08:17 AM

Funny how time passes by… I have been shitting on the very same toilet for many many years now.

And nothing has never change :’)

Shit’s smell in the morning still makes me puke