174 downstairs

The squirts are in town.
I didn't invite them, and
I hope they leave soon.

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173 home

10% done with
P90x. Still alive,
Butt smells like death though.

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172 kids’ bathroom

Finished my first week
Of P90X. Even
My asshole is sore.

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171 home

Still dumping daily!

I think it's P90X

Jostling things free.

170 downstairs

I'm about to quit,
So maybe I have a case
Of the nervous shits.

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169 downstairs

Do I dump daily
Or is this a short-term thing?
I guess time will tell.

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168 downstairs

Rice and beans last night,
And farts and shits this morning.
Cause and effect, yo.

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167 downstairs

Big and strong gas pains
Turned into big and strong shits.
Evolution's real.

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166 downstairs

Right at this moment,
Peter is not full of shit.
Let us enjoy this.

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165 downstairs

My stomach hates me.
Think I need to mix in a
Whole field of salads.

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164 downstairs

Guess I wasn't done.
Just unloaded enough shit
To last the whole week.

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163 downstairs

Thank the fucking lord.
Gassy and bloated for days.
Sweet (and gross) relief.

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162 downstairs

Shitting my brains out.
It's greater than the sum of
The burrito's parts.

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161 downstairs

This is evidence
That my body hates beef stew.
Just trust me on this.

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160 downstairs

I'm a poop machine.
Think I'll go again today.
Spooky October.


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159 home

So...two burritos

May have been a bit too much

For my lone asshole.

158 downstairs

It took a while,
But two shits in one morning
Is quite the payoff.

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157 downstairs

Really had to go
On Saturday. It's Monday.
That took way too long.

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156 downstairs

Courtesy flushes
Are appropriately named.
Kindness matters, kids.

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