367 downstairs

My back hurts again.
Could intestinal pressure
Be contributing?

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366 home

They call it Wing Stop,
But it would be more fitting
As O-Ring Go Go!

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365 home

I'm beyond humbled
To break the shit-a-day mark.
I need one more? Fuck!

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364 home

At brunch with our friends,
I ate, drank, told stories, laughed,
And clenched my butthole.



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363 home

Pre-Thanksgiving dumps
Seem to be like "my thing" now.
Who needs a degree?

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362 downstairs

Pre-PT poo poo
Is predictably pungent
From Peter's…passhole.

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361 downstairs

Thanksgiving Eve Eve
Shall henceforth be referred to
As Light Brown Tuesday.

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360 work

It would've been great
If I ended the year with
Number three sixty.

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359 work

Glad I got this out.
Sharing an office this week,
And…yeah, he's lucky.

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358 downstairs

Sunday morning shits
Should be - per Lionel Ritchie -
Easy. This was not.

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357 home

Thanksgiving is soon!
Well, a week away, but I'll
Start making room now.

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356 downstairs

More PT later,
So shitting now is like the
Stank before the plank.

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355 home

After a long day,
I want to take a load off,
Not make an odd loaf.

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354 downstairs

It's Tuesday evening,
And I made a number 2
That was Too stinky.

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353 downstairs

Worked out my biceps,
But I'm still able to wipe.
You're impressed, I know.

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352 downstairs

End of the weekend,
And I'm capping it off with
A hard, pungent dump.

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351 home

It's like this podcast
Comes with bonus content of
A shitty smelltrack.

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350 kids’ bathroom

Just a tiny shit,
But it came out of my butt,
So here's a haiku.

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349 kids’ bathroom

Three Fifty is next,
With nearly two months to go.
Un. Precedented.

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348 kids’ bathroom

I hope I don't get
My daughter's stomach bug, 'cause
I'm shitting plenty.

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347 downstairs

I proposed marriage
20 years ago today.
It was not shitty.

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346 downstairs

My butt can't be fooled
By the Daylight Savings change.
It shits when it wants.

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345 home

Just walked in the door
And am already shitting.
My body was clear.

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344 Santa Ynez house

Packing up to leave,
And this dump should save me some
Major gas money.

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343 Santa Ynez house

It's a shared bathroom,
So I sense there may be some
Apologizing.

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342 home

Third shit already.
But can he go for 4, folks?
Stay tuned to find out!

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341 downstairs

Was in Trader Joe's
When I felt this one brewing.
Glad there was no line.

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340 home

Here's another one.
So far, November has a
Good (but gross) showing.

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339 downstairs

It's lovely to watch
Taco Tuesday turn into
Wow That Hurts Wednesday.

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338 downstairs

My dogs are hungry,
But I had to do this first.
Hope they understand.

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