I’m back from my vacation. My goal was to poop at least one time while on my trip. I guess I met that goal because I pooped exactly one time. It was the first night of vacation. The waiter brought me some dry, overcooked fish for dinner. It gave me
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Goat Poop
I’ve been having crazy goat poopies the last two weeks. If you’ve seen a goat poop, then you know what I’m talking about. First, I’ll push out a turd about the size of a chicken nugget. Once that cork is popped, then a ton of pellet sized poopies fall out
Meat. It’s what’s for dinner. And lunch. And breakfast.
The long four day weekend had me shoving all kind of meat down my throat. You know, like beef patties and drumsticks and bacon and pork chops and chicken wings. The short holiday also put me in lazy mode, so I didn’t do any yoga over the weekend. My lack
