184 downstairs

Not feeling so great.
Gonna take a Covid test,
Though my nose still works.

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183 downstairs

Meteor showers
Are supposed to start soon, but
I'm starting early.

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182 home

I don't have Covid.
This is obvious because
I smell this just fine.

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181 downstairs

Yesterday's hike was
Smooth, pleasant, and beautiful.
So, uh, not like this.

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180 downstairs

By a show of hands,
Who's taking a dump right now?
Oh, just me? Really?

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179 downstairs

Second morning dump.
Does that make today shitty
Or full of less shit?

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178 downstairs

Three shits yesterday
And starting off strong today.
Truly exciting.

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177 home

Lickety split and
Liquidy shit sound alike.
And both apply here.

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176 downstairs

That's two already.
Bold prediction: I'm smelling
A quartet today.

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175 downstairs

175
Was Elle Woods's LSAT score
For Harvard. Not Brown.

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174 downstairs

Today was leg day,
So what's the harm in doing
Just one more deep squat?

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173 downstairs

Seussical tonight,
So poop one seventy three
Goes whirly a wee!


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172 downstairs

The toilet paper
Showed no trace of this shit, but
My nose remembers.

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171 home

It's not sundown yet,
So it's not a Shabbat shit.
And we say, "Amen."

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170 home

That was a fatty.
Not wide enough to get clogged,
Just to be painful.

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169 home

I sense a pattern:
Don't shit one day, wait, and then
Shit your damn brains out.

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168 kids’ bathroom

It's called King's Fish House,
But I got a hamburger.
Is this punishment?

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167 downstairs

Before my haircut,
I'm performing a buttwipe.
And then a backpat.

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166 work

The meeting ended
And our hero fled westward
To Toilet City.

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165 work

Pizza and sushi.
Though they might seem so different,
They both make brown. Peace.

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164 downstairs

Almost forgot this,
But I'm not sure how since it
Smelled bad. And it hurt.

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163 home

This has to be some
Non-food-poisoning kind of
PK shit record.

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162 home

I'm really confused.
Especially since they're all
Solid. What, too much?

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161 kids’ bathroom

Second try today,
First success. And by "success,"
I mean "made doo doo."

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160 home

My poor, poor anus.
It must be feeling confused.
I know it feels hurt.

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159 downstairs

Ok, what the fuck?
And I feel like there could be
Even more! Hold please.

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158 downstairs

Guess I wasn't done,
But Jesus, shitting this much
Is time-consuming.

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157 downstairs

Good morning, Thursday!
I got you something. Don't peak!
Here! It's a shit log!

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156 downstairs

A pre-bedtime shit
Greatly reduces the odds
Of a Dutch oven.

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155 work

'Twas but a nugget,
And 'twas a butt nugget too.
Where's my Poolitzer?

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154 work (yesterday)

Another work shit.
The bathroom's far away, so
I waddled a bit.

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153 work

I wasn't alone,
But this shit was thankfully
Fart- and kerplop-free.

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152 downstairs

Tiny, but it counts.
I have strict criteria:
It came out my ass.

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151 downstairs

Greg called that dinner
"Burrito madness." It led
To butthole madness.

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150 home

(Yesterday)
Seeing Pearl Jam,
So I'm making Peter Jam.
Makes total sense, right?

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149 downstairs (yesterday)

Almost forgot this
And the one after this, but
Here I am. Shit time!

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148 home

Here I go again.
Three yesterday, two today…
I'd better weigh less.

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147 downstairs

It's Hump Day Dump Day,
My Then-I-Wipe-My-Rump Day.
Both rhyming and true!

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146 work

Glad I was alone!
Long, motorcycle-ish farts
Are hard to live down.

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145 work

I snuck in and out
Without being seen. I'm like
A shitting ninja.

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144 downstairs

A quick morning shit
Before work and school days start.
Plop, wipe, flush, wash, BAM!

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143 work

Quick and painless shits
Are much appreciated.
Word to the wise, friends.

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