Not much left
After the long passage yesterday, this lunch-time dump was what I would consider a short rite.
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Very long shit
Seemed like everything that has been trapped inside my system was released in one huge delivery this morning. Incidentally, the shape of this dump looks remarkably like a baseball glove. Or perhaps an Auntie Anne’s pretzel?
Coincidence?
You may wonder about the lack of dumps every Sunday. No, it’s not a question of faith. (Like Confucius says, “If shit has to happen, let it happen PROPERLY.”) Usually, I make it out early on Sundays, so sometimes there isn’t ample time to do it properly. This past weekend, it was due to flu… Read More »
That’s all
I waited until night time for confirmation that this was the only dump of the day.
Can you see it?
No? Here’s a close-up shot. Still can’t see it? Never mind. Quote of the day: If it looks like shit, smells like shit, don’t touch it!
Is that all? (Part 3)
Better late than never. But was this dump a bit too much for a night time delivery?