Don’t look back - something might be gaining on you…
Joe
I keep hoping I’ll pinch one off that looks like the Virgin Mary, or the Devil, or a dead president. Ebay, here I come.
I can’t believe some of the shit they sell on that site.
I definitely look so I can admire my achievements. A couple of weeks ago, I gifted the world with a loaf that was shaped exactly like a donut, the toilet escape hole showing clearly through the center. Furthermore, there was no noticeable beginning or end to this donut… it was perfectly shaped with no terminus. I can only imagine how that looked coming out or what the hell I ate to perform such a feat.
Are you sure your just not blowing smoke rings out your ass?
Because most people flush while still on the can? Getting up before you’ve wiped seems grody.
Huh? I’m virtually certain that most people go poop-wipe-stand-flush.
I can’t believe I’m posting this. But I go poop, sometimes flush, sometimes wipe. But I don’t stand to flush. And anyway if I’ve wiped, I’m not going to be able to see the poop under all the TP.
We just had this thread a week or two ago. Those that sit can’t understand those that stand, and those that stand can’t understand those that sit. Both sides are gearing up for a bloody battle. The standers will win for obvious reasons.
I thought that my last post had a familiar ring to it.
I’m on a boat with an incinerating toilet. I drop them off into a wax lined, oversized liner that’s sort of shaped like a big coffee filter. I then have to stand and step on a pedal which opens the trap door to the burn chamber. I always get a good look. I like the Blue Curacao thing. Weekend is coming up. Hmmmm
Nah, I don’t look. I once had to take a sample for testing to see why I was having some bowel problems, and it grossed me out to the point that I almost hurled. Ever since then I haven’t been fascinated enough to study it.
But if you guys say I ought to check it out sometimes for health purposes, I suppose I ought to. Gag.
I always take a look at my poo. It’s not something I think about, yet can’t imagine not doing. A part of you is gone, a farewell is in place. There are sound, health-related reasons to keep track of what comes aft, as pointed above.
On the issue of wildly-colored excrement, I remember loading up on beetroot with my pals back in kindergarten, then anxiously waiting for the need to pee to arise, as deep purple urine would result from the specialty diet for the day.