Sad Anus

I did it again. I tore myself a new one. This time it wasn’t because of the dry climate. I had just made a log in the toilet, but it didn’t feel like I was completely finished with my poo session. I had one more turd left to push, except

Poopy Homecoming

While I hate that my anus goes into travel constipation mode when I’m on holiday, I love that it immediately knows when I’m at home. A few hours after I walk through the front door, I have super bowel movements, and I release enormous quantities of poo. It’s amazing how