Since I had lunch with infinite pilaf rice and an improvised veggy curry, I spent the rest of the day farting.

Until now, that I’m dropping the leftovers.

Wiping everything up toilet paper broke.

Bad right? Why am I typing on my phone then?

Wish you could see my screen now…

Ok this is weird. It feels like passion fruits are going out of me.

And indeed the pool now looks like a brown cocktail.

Exotic!

I can’t understand what life really is. I mean what is it a single man existence compared to the infinite life of the universe?

We are nothing.

We are just crap floating around, waiting to decompose, waiting to turn into someshit else.

And a single shitball erupts from me.

It is time to have some changes.

Perhaps I should try reverse-pooping.

Or maybe not.

A waterfall of crap.

After too many hours spent between buses airports and planes with a mask on I just want to die.

The only thing I wanted was to come back home and relax, but my arse called…

And FINALLY I can breath! The smell of my shit, though.

During fall a Sunday it’s more like a Fogday.

Solitary shitting someone else’s toilet still a joyful moment.

Saturday, 24 October 2020 | 11:23 AM

Brilliant! My first birthday couldn’t be complete with no REPRISE!

Great reprise indeed!! Little bits of nice brown crap! Freshly shat!

Saturday, 24 October 2020 | 11:06 AM

I am at my cousin’s. He’s studying as a chef.

Surely enough I cannot stop eating every single thing he proposes me.

Surely enough I am now shitting shit for a whole shit of shits.

It is creamyyyy!😋

Oh by the way…. IT IS MY FIRST BIRTHDAY AS THE SHY TIRD! I am proudly excited! 🤩

Friday, 23 October 2020 | 02:51 PM

Every time I take a shit I am sitting somewhere. Well, most of the times at least.

Right now it is my toilet. But it is closed.

Friday, 23 October 2020 | 10:16 AM

Sometimes I use spices and dried fruit to flavour my rice.

Dried fruit looks just like these little turds diving in the pool right now.

Thursday, 22 October 2020 | 10:01 AM

Huuuuge rod. I mean, I really should be crafting arms out of my dried tirds!

I shall then sell ‘em!

Wednesday, 21 October 2020 | 11:38 AM

Well, Nothing to say,

only farts today!

Nothing to say

Tuesday, 20 October 2020| 12:54 PM

You know that disappointing moment when you start compressing your bowels in order to expel a tird, you think it’ll last two seconds, and instead you end up struggling for minutes ‘cos that brown cunt is bigger than you’d ever expected!