I hate doing the poopoo dance. It’s very much like the peepee dance, except instead of holding in an exploding bladder, I’m holding in an exploding anus. An exploding anus of exploding diarrhea. I was at the convenience store taking my time looking at snacks. Then all of a sudden,
butt
Good morning!
I guess something really was plugged up my butt when I couldn’t poop for those days. Now that I’m unclogged, I’m back to my normal pooping schedule. I dropped my usual deuce this morning… it’s such a great way to start the day.
I pooped!
Oh, happy day. I pooped! And yes, it was triple times the mega-poop I usually poop. But no clogged toilets thanks to industrial strength flushes here at the office. The poop came out just as I imagined, fast and with a purpose. It wanted to get the hell out of
