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Wednesday, 4 June 2025 | 12:20 PM

Just arrived at my friend’s house by the beach.

Am supposed to be glad and compliment him and the house….

But, you know, I have a little problem…

DIARRHOEA!

Sorry mate, my bowels have their own ways to cheer

Pastoral Relief

Ah, the joys of a weekend with the mother-in-law — all those rich, greasy delights lovingly shoved down my throat like I hadn’t eaten in weeks. My gut, however, was less enthused.

Three hours into the drive home, it gave up. Spectacularly.

So here I am, squatting in a field somewhere off the A-road, trousers around my ankles, mid-diarrhoeic symphony. Each release a hot jazz solo, alternating between melting chocolate gelato and what I can only describe as digestive regret.

Liberating? Absolutely.

But the flies. Oh god, the flies. They’ve declared war on my arsehole, my thighs, my very soul. And the tall grass tickling my legs feels oddly flirtatious, as if Mother Nature herself were whispering, “You chose this, darling.”

Anyway, my boewls still hurt like hell.

I really do hope I make it home.

Saturday, 31 May 2025 | 8:39 AM

Took a shit.

ABNORMAL DAAAAYYY

I made a shit today even if I ate pizza yesterday. It’s amazing. First non-constipated day after eating pizza in a veeeey long time!

I’ve started working out 2/3 a week, would that be influent?

Think so.

Oh well.

Fitness is important guys! For your bowels! and your general health!

Thursday, 29 May 2025 | 7:43 AM

Wasn’t expecting this morning diarrhoea.

My ear pain worsened, my slumber got poorer.

Sure, my shit couldn’t just be good…

I understand that.

Hate it, but it’s comprehensible…