A few turds don’t make a shit.

Or they do?

Just a few hours ago, I rated my morning shit 6/10. It was sticky but pretty much inconsistent. Just didn’t align with that heavy ‘melanzane alla parmigiana‘ I ate for dinner.

Now, NOW I GET IT.

Not even 10 minutes had passed, and my farts were freaking mystic. Just stink. only a few more out and….

Now I’m back at it. STICKY AND VEEERY CONSISTENT.

I’d say this does align with my dinner, now this is a 9/10.

And. Oh shit please stop! I’ve got work to do!!

Today my poop was of the sticky type.

I needed loads of wipes.

6/10

Yesterday I made a mistake.

The day before I had a Chinese dinner, very, deeply, spicy, so yesterday morning I took several shits, in a bas way, I felt pain, I felt horribly.

For lunch I just had some tartare, didn’t want to exaggerate with my compromised belly, and everything went smoothly.

For dinner, well, I think it wasn’t the right thing to do: two pints beer? And a hamburger.

As always, I’m writing from my toilet. Hello!

Hello! I feel bad :/

Spicy arsehole.

Back on the toilet, suffering

I would just like to shout as loud as I could.

I don’t remember having such a painful shit in a veeery long time.

Oooouuuuch! So spicy so painful so bad!

It feels like some madman is squeezing my bowels in his muscle hands. It’s horrible!

I guess that Chinese plate we had for dinner was indeed TOOO SPICY!*

*It was literally 45% whole chilli peppers, 50% Savoy cabbage, 5% more chilli, but different kinds. I only tried to eat one of those chilli peppers, but frankly it was too much, I felt like my lungs were stop working, and I had to stop. Couldn’t bear that. Luckily I did. If I survived the dinner, surely I wouldn’t have been this lucky in the morning. My toilet would be just full of my last hits and bits, after the explosion

Shit wasn’t sure to shoot this morning.

In the end, bang!

Well… diarrhoea finally came.

I feel exhausted

For some reason, I wasn’t able to keep sleeping tonight. I feel something’s off. Something’s off in my bowels.

I believe there’s something difficult to be expelled, something burdening my functions….

Could it be because I had a home-made hanburger for lunch that stunk the whole kitchen and my beloved asian rice for dinner, which is plenty of oil?

Could be….

Or perhaps I’m just stressed….

Btw, I’m sitting on the toilet right now, a little turd got out, but it doesn’t justify the whole insomnia.

Mmmh. There’s something off

Days pass by and my arsehole keeps taking poop.

That’s very good

First thing on the toilet. A GIANT FART

Then I took a normal shit

I am finally home after a one-week festival.

Now my arsehole is exploding pieces of shit, but he’s happy. Home and dry.

Well… dry… this poop I crafted is more liquid than dry…

Spicy diarrhoea

So, final day of this festival?

Bad old habits: alchool, 5AM Comeback, early alarm.

Well.

What else.

DIARRHOEAAA

Here I am, on the go again. Taking a shit in a public restroom.

Loose shit and no toilet paper.

NICE