in the year 2000, i read The Hobbit by J. R. R. Tolkien in it’s entirety while on the toilet. every time i had to go number two, i read as many pages as i could until my thighs went numb. i loved every page i read, so i couldn’t
dump
eek!
aloha pooterrific friends! sorry, not much excitement going on here in terms of dumps ‘n farts. although recently, i did have to make a choice between running and pooping. i chose to run first, and well, i won’t go into detail, but let’s just say there was a turtle head
another eventful day
i came, i crapped, i conquered. i dumped another 3 times today, and i aint even raggin‘! i have a butthole magnifico.