I finally pooped. I don’t know if it was the heavy book I brought with me to the toilet this morning, or the big greasy pizza I ate past my bedtime last night, but I felt a bowel movement and wasted no time in plopping my butt on the throne
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Laborious Sunday
My colon must have gone back into travel mode because I had not pooped for a week. So this morning to trick it, I did the most at-home-relaxation activity I could think of: toilet reading. I grabbed the thickest book I could find and plopped my butt on the toilet
PooPooRacha
I still haven’t pooped, but I did flush something big, brown and nasty down the toilet.. COCKROACH!!! There it was, lounging on its back with its legs all up in the air in the middle of my room. I nearly barfed when I saw it. So I killed a tree