Hubby doesn't get my fascination with poop. I was constipated for a long time and now that I'm finally going on a regular basis I get way too excited. I've had explosive diarreah the past few days which have NOT been fun...damn my reaction to caffeine! :( But I love a good shit where it just all comes out at once and you're done! I laughed so hard this morning at these posts LOL. poop is awesome.

When I went to pee today, I found the toilet occupied by a cloudy little floater. I flushed away the cloud, but the little turd remained in the bowl. Undeterred, I put in my pee and gave it a flush, confident that that would send it on its journey. But no! A few hours later it was still there! Poor little turd. But this time, I gave him a big, strong poop to be his guide into the scatological afterlife. And lo, the two went boldly together into the beyond. I was so proud to be able offer assistance.

I am still not sure if there is something to make of these strange poops that involve an initial hard "cork" followed by a long flow of diarrhea. Are they named? May I adventure into fecal taxonomic science and throw caution to the wind and just declare them Encorkated Diarrhea?

Last night Katrina and I shared a pint of Crown Royal, and this morning we woke up and took identical-smelling shits. Like, wow.

It's wierd how we feel about our own shit versus the shit of others. I went into the bathroom this morning to find that Greg hadn't completely flushed away some turds. I hit the flush lever and bolted the fuck out of there. Now I'm at work and I just took a shit here. I spent a good amount of time staring at the shit in the bowl up close before flushing, so I could write about it here. But then I started thinking about how we feel about shit. If it's ours we're fine hanging out with it and getting to know it for a little while. But if it's someone else's, mainly Greg's, we want it out of the way as soon as possible. Shit is shit, people! What gives?

i was farting for about 14 hours straight and finally someone ran up to me and sprayed some spray cologne on me. it started smelling exactly like a bathroom. that's when i told the guy that his bullshit spray cologne is actually bathroom freshner in a different bottle.

is it wrong to enjoy the farts more than the food that created them? if that's wrong, greg dont wanna be right.