186 home

Had to work too hard,
But a whole lotta shit was
The (rear) end result.

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185 downstairs

Just a tiny blip,
But I think that blip might be
A cork that's been popped.

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184 kids’ bathroom

Sorry, cleaning crew.
All your work has been undone
On the "good smell" front.

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183 downstairs

20,000 steps
Is impressive. Add 3 shits
And it's gobsmacking.

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182 downstairs

My eyes are stinging.
Maybe it's not from these fumes,
But that would make sense.

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181 downstairs

Nicer dinner out,
But same old shit the next day.
There's a lesson here.

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180 home

Happy Gilmore 2
Doesn't make this shit smell less,
But I'm laughing more.

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179 downstairs

I think this is from
Tuesday's lunch. How do I know?
Don't ask. Just trust me.

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178 kids’ bathroom

Meeting got cancelled,
So I'll use this time instead
To offload some crap.

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177 downstairs

I'm glad this happened.
The frequent, loud farts would not
Be welcomed at work.


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176 home

I gotta finish
To get to a Zoom meeting
But it just. Won't. Stop.

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175 downstairs

Despite no real lunch
And a small dinner, there's still
Plenty here. Plenty.

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174 downstairs

Yesterday

Such a tiny thing.
All alone on its journey.
Must've been so scared.

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173 home

Aha! There it is.
I knew that spicy salsa
Enact its revenge.

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172 home

Post-cleaning crew dumps
Feel a little bit rude since
I'm uncleaning things.

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171 downstairs

I haven't felt right
Stomach-wise since last Thursday.
Hope that ends today.

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170 downstairs

Everyone slept through
The sounds of this shit. The booms,
Splats, grunts, groans, and sobs.

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169 downstairs

I stayed up for this.
Now there's no risk of night poops.
Well, minimal risk.
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168 downstairs

Oh this isn't good.
My legs and butt are asleep
But my nose still works.

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167 downstairs

Just got a haircut,
Which had zero impact on
The size of this shit.

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166 downstairs

I have more to give,
But timing dictates that I
Cut this session short.

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165 downstairs

One more for the day
And then off to bed. My ass
Needs its beauty sleep.

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164 downstairs

Had a work dinner,
And was waiting to get home
To unleash this hell.

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163 downstairs

So I'm wiping, right?
And every time, there's more shit!
What a weird morning.

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162 downstairs

Post-shower, pre-work.
Not a bad way to do it.
(Vs mid-shower)

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161 downstairs

Yesterday

This was a rush job.
Either that or shitting at
The orthodontist's.

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160 downstairs

Had Thai food last night,
Now I feel like I'm shitting
A double Windsor.

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159 downstairs

My July 5th shits
Resemble hot dogs in shape,
But with different buns.

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158 downstairs

The 3rd of July
Isn't known for explosions,
And yet, here we are.

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157 kids’ bathroom

My daughter's away,
So I'll only have to say
"Sorry" to the boy.

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156 downstairs

That one was nasty.
Not "Janet Jackson nasty"
More like "gross nasty"

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