It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas…

…farting everywhere…

Mh… I don’t remember that part of the song…

…But it is what it feels like to me. As holidays approach, my bowels get stressed. More and more. Eating out multiplies. As long as drinking, getting home late and – luckily – being with friends.

This is Christmas for me! Taking a lot of shit!

It’s been days my bowels are feeling weird.

Frankly it wasn’t something I was missing… anyways I went another time to a Japanese restaurant for lunch, and it compromised my situation even more.

I’m quite scared, these are not the right preconditions for Christmas feasts. Shit.

Taking about shit… I’ve just produced one of the longest turd in a very long time. Luckily it was soft, because if it wasn’t it would have showed its top above the toilet. Not the nicest view…

Instead it rolled like a snake, and it’s so tidy right now I’m a little reluctant wether or not to flush off…

Ok, two days passed since that Japanese dinner. It kinda constipated me for one day. Luckily yesterday I had potatoes and sausages for dinner, and my bowels kinda reinvigorated.

Now it seems like machine gun, brand new. They should sell it!

But I thought I was partying for peace…. mh.

Shit makes me weird

I don’t feel like taking a shit

I feel like I should shit.

Can’t sleep until I took a shit.

I’d need a shit before getting back to sleep.

Idk. What is this? do I really need a shit or is this a metaphor of my life?

Idk. i don’t think so.

Mh.

Was that Japanese restaurant worth it?

Ok so, yesterday we got out for our friend’s party. Pizza and beer. As usual.

This morning my girlfriend enters work at 8:30, and I must get her there.

We woke up early so we can go have breakfast together. Everything is nice, except the fact I’m on the toilet right now, pushing hard. But nothing gets out.

Let’s see how wonderful it is that toilet at the cafeteria

Just as people count sheep before sleeping, I count turds getting out of my arse.

Today they were eleven!

Today me and my girlfriend are on a one-day vacation.

Cool!

Just woke up. First thing? SHIT.

Whoa

Even my bowels love vacation!

Wonderful shit this morning

9/10

Horrible smell. My cats love it. I hate it. It’s horrible.

Bad reeky shit

Am having some trouble taking a shit this morning.

Oh wait. Here it is!

A SHY TIRD

Some shit (even a few turds) is better than nothing…

This morning it’s like this. Not utter satisfaction, yet something!

Only a little turd because I has pizza yesterday

I hate it when I’m late and I found myself still on the toilet when people start calling me from work

I just had to wait until my stomach was full and could push on my bowels.

So, second shit of the day comes

Tbh I thought I would have taken another shit this morning. That’s why the first one two hours ago wasn’t worth telling anybody