Two dumps again
The first one, in the middle of the night, brought worries of a diarrhea. But nothing much happened until after breakfast, by which time the situation seemed to have reversed.
When will a fact sound vaguely vulgar?
When it involves the following statements: Oedipus was a motherfucker. A zebra is a hell of a lot bigger than an A bra. Bisexuals masturbate with either hand. Castration takes balls. Even a rat likes to go into a different hole every now and then. Related stuff: One man’s vulgarity is another’s lyric
Two dumps today
One’s like stringy pasta while the other was back to the calligraphic stroke.
Back to familiar territory
This morning’s dump looked like a twig, or if your imagination really takes you there, a dildo. I guess it’s a nice break after several calligraphic strokes.
Shit you, toilet bowl in white!
First outdoor dump in a long while, and nothing much to contribute – just like the men in white.