Evening Shit

Thank Christ; I didn't have to take this shit in a dingy public toilet. I'm lucky, see. I'm quite regular: approximately one shit per two days. I appreciate my digestive system greatly, since it's so important and probably the only thing that just works, no matter what I ingest.

In spite of being quite old, tonight's poop did not smell excessively pungent. It definitely had a smell (you don't want faeces without smell - it's not natural) but it was a typical low-level shit smell. Good. A little straining was necessary, and a few large chunks were probably left matted around my arsehairs, but all in all it was pretty good. The poo looked kind of fuzzy, as if watching it on TV with bad reception. Probably because it was fairly squishy, not brittle and not hard, but firm like a clay cast of a nigger's penis.

Wipes required: 4; 2 for the bulk and 2 for the smears.
Food consumed prior to defecation:
LUNCH: cafeteria ravioli and runner beans; lemonade; chocolate digestive biscuits (McVities' brand)
BREAKFAST: Malties (they're this sort of, you know, own brand Shreddies rip off. I think they're some kind of bran shit.)