Tuesday, 30 June 2020 | 10:41 AM

I’ve spent the whole night -not sleeping, but – slow-cooking. The temperature in my room doesn’t go below 30ºC and the shit inside my is now dry as a desert.

Monday, 29 June 2020 | 12:44 AM

The heat I am experiencing is overwhelming. I can’t live. It is so hot the tirds I dropped just squeezed gently out of my anus, perfectly sweat-lubricated

Sunday, 28 June 2020 | 08:36 AM

Portrait of my arse in the morning: 🙈

Saturday, 27 June 2020 | 01:31 PM

If I only had the money I’d create an industry out of my shit.

Saturday, 27 June 2020 | 12:06 AM

After a long day spent grilling chilling eating and drinking. I need my spliff.

Most of all I need a shit.

That’s it. My shit.

Shit.

My shit.

Friday, 26 June 2020 | 01:00 PM

It’s one o’clock….. SHIT.

SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIIIIIIIT.

I’ve been transferred again. Popped out of my toilet. Pooped in inside a planet made of monkeys. Not normal monkeys. White monkeys, browned by crap they keep trowing at each other.

Friday, 26 June 2020 | 11:05 AM

I am having a shit guys!

Always a news

Thursday, 25 June 2020 | 01:50 PM

No rush uh? What just popped out of my arse is HUGE. A SOULSTONE OF CRAP.

I am mortal again

Tuesday, 23 June 2020 | 11:33 PM

For crying out loud! Amid the darkness crap just dropped from my arse.

Tuesday, 23 June 2020 | 11:20 PM

Normally I can’t help talking about my shit.

Imma talk about my shits for once.

I am fucking overwhelmed. I can’t sleep, every time I eat something more than a handful of rice I feel like I binged. I need a time out from my life. I can’t sleep, haven’t I said it already?

I’m on the edge of a burn out.

The only moment of my life that still matters is when I relieve myself.

I’ll go sitting on my toilet, and cry.

Tuesday, 23 June 2020 | 07:45 PM

Shit before dinner, just to enjoy ramen better.

Tuesday, 23 June 2020 | 08:14 AM

No wine means no fun in the morning.

This spiky stuff hurts me though

Monday, 22 June 2020 | 04:10 PM

Like it like it poopit

Monday, 22 June 2020 | 9:07 AM

Last Saturday night I revealed I run this blog to my friends. Some said “You’re a psycho”, some others “You’re a genius!”.

Then one of my mate’s girlfriend told me about this sort-of joke:

Do you know the difference between an art installation and an art performance?
-No
Well, If you ring at someone’s doorbell and take a shit in front of him, that’s a performance.
If you take a shit in front of someone’s door, then, only after it, you ring the bell and run, that’s an installation.

I believe that’s brilliant!

Sunday, 21 June 2020 | 12:27 PM

In a urge to the toilet there’s no winner but the purge.