New day, new shit product of my belly!

Such a profitable export company I could put on…💭

My day began in the best way. Nice slumber, dreamful, great mood for me! I had breakfast, I laid on the sofa for one hour, studying Portuguese on Duolingo, and then I went to the bathroom.

As soon as I entered the room, the pain was calling me. I nearly had no time to undress, then I sat.

Here I still am, stationary, trying not to augment my abdominal pain, while unloading from loads and loads of crap.

At first, the longest snake got out, seamlessly followed by whacked light-brown pieces.

After eight agitated minutes, I could finish. Relieved. Wiping my arse for another two-minute-long period.

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.