Ahh yes, the kind that curls the toilet like a hot fudge sunday. And the kind when you go to wipe, it’s as if you didn’t have to!
I had a spectacularly enjoyable crap earlier today, in fact.
I didn’t feel like smoking afterwards, though.
I’m sure it was smoking coming out.
Sometimes I can induce a sneeze by scratching a certain part of my nose (it usually produces two sneezes for the price of one). I guess you could call it masturbating.
I wank my nose!
Another vote for good crap. I don’t see how anyone could even debate this, unless they’ve never truly had bad sex. (I’m not sure why I feel strangely proud for being able to say with certainty that I’ve had truly horrible sex.)
Always bet on a horse that takes a healthy crap on the track just before the race.
I have to agree.
A good crap IS better than bad sex.
You don’t feel guilty towards the toilet, you know it doesn’t resent you. You feel so much lighter, and the queasiness you may have had from waiting your turn is gone.
However, if you have bad sex, you end up grumpy, and more tense, and somewhat guilty too. You think your lover resents you, and they are often just as irritable as you. It’s worse, if it was good for you, but bad for them, or vice versa too.
A good crap brings relief, and you know that no one resents you for doing it. (Except maybe the next person in the room, but air freshener, or incense takes care of that.)
No hugging required afterwards.
I disagree. Even if the sex was bad, you should still hug.
Have you never heard of “Coyote Love”?