184 home

I know, I missed some. But my count is accurate. Sorry to my fans. Sent from my iPhone

178 home

Yesterday Made it home in time And didn’t have to destroy The work bathroom. Sent from my iPhone

177 home

I predicted more, And I am creating more. A man of my turd. Sent from my iPhone

176 downstairs

Some rough days ahead. Grilled burgers and sausages Are duking it out. Sent from my iPhone

175 home

That’s a big ass turd. That’s “big” and “ass” together. Not “ass” as a place. Sent from my iPhone

174 home

Ok, there we go. Here’s the whole bunch of gross shit I was expecting. Sent from my iPhone

173 Petaluma hotel

Yesterday Last night of the trip, And I still feel like I shat Hardly anything. Sent from my iPhone

172 Petaluma hotel

I’ve eaten a lot And this should be much grosser So I’m kinda scared Sent from my iPhone

171 home

Unremarkable, and yet, I’m here remarking. Oh sweet irony! Sent from my iPhone

170 downstairs

It just kept coming. Quite gross and stunk up the joint But I’m less bloated? Sent from my iPhone

169 downstairs

Getting a massage, So I’ll relax my bowels To match my body. Sent from my iPhone

168 downstairs

Yesterday I was too wrapped up In my crossword puzzle To write this haiku. Sent from my iPhone

167 downstairs

Yesterday Well this is shitty. I mean, by definition, But feeling-wise too. Sent from my iPhone

166 downstairs

I apologize For whatever I did to Get cursed with this mess. Sent from my iPhone

165 home

The 4th of July Didn’t need extra loud bangs And yet here I am. Sent from my iPhone

164 downstairs

Yesterday Having Friday off Is a little confusing. My butt’s all huffy. Sent from my iPhone

163 downstairs

Made it home in time. Didn’t want to go at work Or on the freeway. Sent from my iPhone

162 downstairs

My back is hurting. Meanwhile, my butt is squirting. Isn’t rhyming fun? Sent from my iPhone