defecation can be fun!

11:00am: where do you fall on the scale?
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bristol_Stool_Scale

9:38pm: to flush again
We're back with more turd tales.

Sorry about the cliffhanger.

The morning saw quite a bit of action with no relief.

Finally the drugs kicked in and after one more squat on the pot, the pressure and pain were gone.

11:25pm: could be trouble
A bean and cheese burrito from taco bell for lunch.

Yellow rice and black beans with sour cream for supper.

I'll be sure to let you know how it turns out.

2:26pm: That was refreshing!
So I go home for lunch today, about half way through I realize I gotta go, and I may be a while.

So I grab my trusty book and trot on down the hall.

I sit down and it starts coming, and after the other day I'm a bit nervous. I hope it doesn't hurt like that again so fast.

Nope, nice and smooth. It keeps coming and coming. Just as I'm really starting to enjoy it, it's out.

Now to call this the perfect poop would be a slight overstatement. It did require a bit more wiping than the perfect poop does. When that was all done came the greatest joy. Flushing my creation.

I see it slightly poking out of the water, while already part way down the drain. I flush the level, and it starts to dance. It slowly drilled it's way down the drain, and my poop waved it's final goodbye.