182 home (kids’ bathroom)

Ok, now we're done.
Not ending with a bang, but
More of a splatter.

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181 home (downstairs)

Last shit of '19?
Or the penultimate shit?
Either way, bravo.

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180 home (kids’ bathroom)

Happy birthday, Dad!
Look, I know it's not much, but...
I made you something.

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179 home (kids’ bathroom)

A very long shit
Right after Christmas. Guess it's...
A yule log. Hey-o!

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178 home (downstairs)

That schnitzel gave me
Some nasty shitzels. Not great,
But you get it, right?

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177 home (downstairs)

Kids' winter show day!
Can't wait to hear all about
Candles and latkes.

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176 kids’ bathroom

Yesterday

Shitty day at work.
I hope that this purging will
Turn some things around.

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175 home (kids’ bathroom)

Before our off-site,
I thought I'd off-load. This shit.
In case that's not clear.

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174 home (kids’ bathroom)

Oh my god, you guys!
Unlike the play last night, this
Is Legally Brown.

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173 home

I actually said,
"Oh yeah" aloud as I shat.
No fist pumping though.

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172 home

Like a cutter from
Mariano Rivera,
This shit is heavy.

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171 home

Yesterday

The kids eat breakfast
While I do the opposite:
Un-eat my dinner.

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170 home

Amber's work party
Served little turkey meatballs.
Hello again, friends.

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169 home

I'm feeling bloated,
So I just unloaded. Hey -
Those words rhyme! Moded.

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168 home (downstairs)

Again, the thought of
Pilates makes my ass go,
"Let's clear this place out!"

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167 home (downstairs)

Would love to stay home.
Too much shit at work, and not
The "out your ass" kind.

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166 home (downstairs)

How did this come out?
Per Lionel Richie: Easy,
Like Sunday morning.

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