last   poops

Thursday, 15 August 2024 | 05:56 PM

What I did today was, sleep, shit, eat, watch Avatar, took another shit, and everything else will happen in the future.

I guess we’re going to watch Avatar 2. It’s too hot to do whatever one could think of, it’s cloudy and ready to rain outside, so nothing worth doing on vacation…

I’ll just stay here on the toilet for another while.

Wednesday, 14 August 2024 | 10:07 AM

Yesterday I had my favourite pizza for dinner.

It is actually very good, but… I have troubles digestig it! :/

In the morning, I always have half the shit, the other half I save it for later! You know, just in case!

Actually it is not something I can decide, it simply stays there, burdening me ://

Tuesday, 13 August 2024 | 04:15 PM

Just got back from my friend’s father’s funeral.

Yeah, life’s shit. Actually nope, this is shit, the turds I’m expelling!

Life’s worth living! As long as somebody can take a shit!

Monday, 12 August 2024 | 11:26 AM

You know, diarrhoea never comes when you need it.

I woke up burdened but no will of taking a shit was in place.

I had to eat all of the dried prunes I had left in the shelf to stimulate my bowels.

Fuck yeah, it worked!!

Saturday, 10 August 2024 | 08:20 PM

You know, another good thing of being on vacation for me is that I can switch off, unplug from my whole stressful life, I can smoke my joint and be as slow as I want, chilling with no worries at all.

Yeah, but how does it fit into my topic?

I didn’t have time to take a shit in the morning and I kept being constipated the whole day, as expected, I wasn’t feeling so good, I mean, burdened and producing horrible farts the whole day…

I needed a solution, I ate some prunes – farts intensified – had a peach – farts almost stopped, but I felt my bowels moving.

The thing was due soon, but I needed one last push.

Rolled a joint, smoked it, rushed to the bathroom.

Oh yeah, shit in the hole!

Friday, 9 August 2024 | 09:39 AM

Okay, I didn’t even drink much… I brought my visiting friend at my favourite local Indian restaurant, we has some beers and I took some curry Lamb, but I felt ok.

We then had a custom made drink with gin and ginger, and we ger back home. I mean, not a naughty life is it?

I slept poorly, and I woke up with a brick inside my bowels. Thar brick is now getting out piling to the bottom of my toilet as a mass of weird pale-reddish liquid.

Mh. Well.

It just doesn’t stop