I should really learn to poop before I go on my run. I had turtle head for three miles not too long ago. I decided against running six miles just to alleviate the strain on my bunghole. Only smart thing I’ve done so far today.
I ran six miles, and I had to poo the entire time. Yep. Monster turtle head. Somehow towards the end of my sixth mile, the turtle retracted it’s head. So when I went to poo immediately after my run (I usually like to wait ’til I dry the sweat off
i went to pee in the office bathroom, and i was greeted by the remains of someone’s explosive diarrhea. splashes of it were on the back of the toilet seat and the wall. good grief, what the heck did this person eat for lunch? while i was admiring the work