This morning’s dump underwent a bit of migration again. The top piece was floating for a while before it settled to the bottom to form the prongs of a pitch fork or the euro symbol (rotated 90 degrees anti-clockwise), depending on how you look at it.
Normally, when you have your dump, you would expect the shit to stay put [put]. But this morning’s stools did a bit of a migration while I was bracketing the shots. And if I tell you this is how it ended up, you’ll probably say, “You’re kidding!” Right. This was actually the second delivery, roughly… Read More »
I had two dumps in quick succession (again) this morning. The degree of firmness of the stools couldn’t have been more contrasting. This is the first delivery: And this is the second:
… that I always take two (or three) shots when only one is needed. Incidentally, the top part of this morning’s dump looked like the head of Road Runner.
Jesus and Satan were having an ongoing argument about who was better on the computer. They had been going at it for days, and God was tired of hearing all of the bickering. Finally God said, “Cool it! I am going to set up a test that will run two hours, and I will judge… Read More »
Following the trend of going softer, the second dump this morning comprised two soft blobs that were strategically placed for better visibility. Ok, maybe “placed” isn’t exactly the right choice of word. But surely you wouldn’t have thought I’d arranged it that way, right?