22 February: Sunday stortplunchion.

Big, Sunday dumpload. It didn't get me out of bed, but almost. I had to crap as soon as I woke up. And this is why: there was a lot of poo that needed an exit. Good looking poo. I must admit, I do enjoy the big logs. I drop this load and I feel like I've accomplished something. The comedian Ron White once asked: "Have you the taken a dump so big your pants for better?" Yes, I have. Your welcome. 

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Saturday poo meme.

21 February: Saturday gorchletcheen.

Woke up about 7:30 and immediately had to poo. Hadn't even had coffee yet. One chunklet sank and the rest leaned on the lip, with a plorch extending out of the water. Gleech and guniony. Green-brown and orange in places. I think colorful poo is noteworthy. Plaffle.

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20 February: Friday flockenbyury.

I had to push a bit and the floodgates let loose and we got a pile of plorp. Not exciting, but it's still poo. And that's why you're here, right? 

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19 February: Thursday blokensmoind.

Sort of a long, green glorp of poo. Not are what the little yellow bits are. Interesting shape. And green if always and attractive color for glorp. Any ideas what the bits are? Let me know in the comments. And you can remain anonymous when leaving a comment. 

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18 February: Wednesday jortlegunion.

Had to poo and dropped this little junion. A lot of work for not a lot of poo. A sporkle and a drunge. Another body and it's satellite. A lotta orbiting going on in her. Well...

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17 February: Tuesday clumdrunkle.

Tuesday poo, just a clump and a jort. A larger body and it's satellite? Poo is poo, even when it's separated. Do you think poo had separation anxiety? We went know with this poo because I flushed it. 

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