Thursday, 7 May 2020 | 04:39 PM

My shit entered Phase 2: it now walks.

Wednesday, 6 May 2020 | 11:11 AM

I imagine a future where the shy tird becomes a big international enterprise and I will have all the meeting through web chats directly from my toilet 💭

Tuesday, 5 May 2020 | 10:21 AM

Consistency. That’s a necessity of this lifetime work

Monday, 4 May 2020 | 11:11 AM

I reckon I’ve never posted at 11:11.

How odd! Those numbers really look like these 4 tirds I just arse-crafted.

One-shaped tirds!

On fire.

Friday, 1 May 2020 | 04:41 PM

I could shit so many times in a day! I feel so blessed! 🤩

Friday, 1 May 2020 | 02:06 PM

I could definitely fall asleep in here, sitting on this white china, with a tird hanging from my butthole.

Friday, 1 May 2020 | 08:05 AM

Anyone wants a smoothie?

Thursday, 30 April 2020 | 02:48 PM

Wonderful day for a second shat!

I am starting wondering: what will it be of this blog adventure once summer comes and I’ll shit in the water? I can’t take my phone with me!

Thursday, 30 April 2020 | 11:04 AM

Today’s a very special day. It is my dad’s birthday!

You know, everything I learned sitting here I learned from him. He is the real Shit Master!

Not joking. Never skips a day. He goes at least twice a day: once in the morning, once in the night, before going to sleep.

He is my clockwork dad!

Tuesday, 28 April 2020 | 07:01 AM

And the stink is still here

Tuesday, 28 April 2020 | 06:61 AM

Insomnia + chilli bean burritos the day before = whatever’s happening right now in my toilet under my bum.

A catastrophe.

Monday, 27 April 2020 | 11:18 AM

When I was just a little boy I used to have fun thinking about people I knew (mostly friends) taking a poo.

I mean, I really tried my best to picture them sitting on their toilet, veins swollen on their forehead, red-faced. That was fun. Somehow.

Sunday, 26 April 2020 | 07:35 PM

This quarantine is making me tripping

Sunday, 26 April 2020 | 12:00 PM

Shit! It’s noon!

And the crap just detached form my butt.

Everything looks normal. Though is it?

I don’t trust this toilet telling me ‘everything’s normal’