Sunday, May 26, 2019

26 May: Sunday bliggleclorn.

So, Sunday before Memorial Day. Woke up at about 7, had a cup of coffee, and took a dump. Not as satisfying as I thought it would be. Then I took two more squirty dumps after that during the day. The last after putting away a big meal at Carrabba's. I cheated and drank a Peroni and ate lasagna. Can't wait to see what my poo looks like tomorrow.

eNjoy.

25 May: Saturday shuppleglean.

So, second day of a four day weekend. 30 minutes after my first cup of coffee, I had to poo! Imagine that. The poos never cease. I just keep pooing and pooing and pooing. But I guess everybody does that. But not everybody blogs about their poo. That's where I'm a little bit different. Maybe, a lot different. But I've always been a little different. Very few people know I keep a poo blog. Only a couple of close friends. Because, and I get it, it is a little weird. That's okay. As long as people keep visiting, I'll keep blogging.

eNjoy.

24 May: Friday floodervrimp.

End of week poo. And I was off work Friday, which is why this is a good poo pic. No funky lighting to mess up the shot. Just a big, fat, brown poo log. Bask in its glory. Revel in its stolid, brown majesty. Not a bad effort. I need to take more time off--I think my poo pics would be a lot better.

eNjoy.

23 May: Thursday thrubbleklumpt.

Work poo. Another example of a poo screwed up my the overhead fluorescent lighting at work. Sigh. But the good thing is you can see some of the corn I had in the previous day's lunch! Bonus! Always fun!

eNjoy.


21 May: Tuesday querblebloat.

Got to work at 6:15, and an hour later, I had to poo! Who knew? Pooing at work is fun. A long time ago, when I worked at a convenience store (when I was in college), I'd always start my shift my having a nice poo. The guy I was relieving wasn't excited because it delayed him give home. He always asked me why I didn't poo at home. I always said, "Because it's more fun pooing at work!"

eNjoy.

20 May: Monday flunkerwlob.

Day off Monday so this is home poo. Not spectacularly exciting, but it's poo. Poo is poo. Even bland poo is still poo. And that's why you're here!

eNjoy.

19 May: Sunday glunkerplop.

I had to drop this plop in a Wegmans grocery store. I really had to poop, and the ONE stall in the downstairs men's room was occupied. Then I went upstairs to the other men's room and that ONE stall was occupied. And I had to shit. Bad. And I KNOW the dude in there was STARING AT HIS PHONE. Luckily, the door to the family restroom popped open and I got to the toilet before I shit my pants. The story was more interesting than the poo below. Please dudes, if you're in a public restroom--shit, AND THEN LEAVE. Don't shit and then stare at your phone for 20 minutes. There's a pretty good chance somebody is waiting for that toilet who NEEDS TO SHIT. GET OFF YOUR PHONE, wipe your ass and move along! Geesh.

eNjoy.

Saturday, May 18, 2019

18 May: Saturday double blubberquance.

So, didn't poo yesterday. But feasted last night. Ate and drank anything and everything, including Hostess "Devil Dogs" for dessert, with some vodka tonics to wash it down. Poo this morning was big. Came out more solid, but ended up in a splooey plop. Not a bad looking poo pic.

Second poo came about 11:30. It's not as substantial as it looks. Funny think about poo: sometimes the but ones look small and the small ones look big. Poo never ceases to amaze me.

eNjoy.



Friday, May 17, 2019

16 May: Thursday gluggschnotter.

So, true to form, I didn't poo Wednesday. Thursday's poo came about 30 minutes after I got to work. That first cup of coffee is usually enough to get it going. This was a softer plop, and it sank. Not spectacular, but kind of interesting. You can really see some detail in the plop. Good contrast.

eNjoy.

Wednesday, May 15, 2019

14 May: Tuesday sprigglevlot.

So, I didn't poo in Monday. Which is unusual, because I feasted most of the weekend, and cheated on Sunday and ate bread and rice. So I should have crapped Monday. But Monday was poo-free. Who knows why my silly bowel does what it does, when it does. Tuesday's poo came mid morning, later that it finally does. And it came out as a splat. A big, fat poo pile with a couple of poolet nugget satellites. I cropped the pic to only include the splat. Gotta keep focused on the good stuff, right?

eNjoy.

Sunday, May 12, 2019

12 May: Sunday clummumple.

So, I feasted yesterday. Ate everything in sight because, of course, it was cheat day. That usually makes for a good poo on Sunday. So this morning, I was holding back the poo, hoping to solidify, aggregate and make a better poo. Was I successful? You tell me. I was hoping for a bigger turd. But, that's the way the poo squirts out. What are you going to do?

eNjoy.

11 May: Saturday quiblert.

Didn't poo Friday, not a surprise after crapping four times on Friday, so was ready for a big load Saturday. This poo was unique because I dropped it in the basement bathroom. I almost never use that bathroom. The poo wasn't exciting. It felt like a big load sliding out. But it was a mixture of solid and liquid and not very pooagenic. Oh well.

eNjoy.

9 May: Thursday quadruple blorkomp.

So, didn't poo at all Tuesday or Wednesday. But I made up for it Thursday by crapping FOUR TIMES. The first poo signaled it was ready to leave when I first got into my car to go to work. I quickly realized I was NOT going to make it to work. So I went back inside the house and took my first dunno of the day. Took my second dumper mid afternoon at work. First two poos were pretty good looking poos. Second trip poos weren't exciting. This poo was a soft plop, and the last poo of the evening was liquid. I have no idea why my body decides it has to poo four times in one day.

eNjoy.



6 May: Monday flubbinblorg.

Day off on Monday. But still woke up early and had a nice poo. Yep, the poo never stops. It just keeps coming and coming. You'd think I'd be used to it by now. 

eNjoy.

Sunday, May 5, 2019

Cinco de Mayo Sunday floober.

So, yesterday was my cheat day, so I drank beer. And found my favorite summer beer at the local Safeway--Hell or High Watermelon wheat beer (first picture). Very subtle flavor of watermelon. Very light, perfect for me after my workout. Then I ate pizza. So this is really beer and pizza poo. Nice looking poo. Is there nothing that beer can't do?

eNjoy.


Saturday, May 4, 2019

4 May: Saturday droolphlunk.

So, I feasted last night, which is what I do after I fast Friday during the day. Are potato chips and chicken tenders. Drank vodka Ginger beer. And had a delicious piece of that Toblerone pie. And this morning's poo was impressive. This one I actually had to push out, which is unusual. My regular readers know I rarely have to push--they usually just slide right out. And this was one nice vodka and potato chip poo.

eNjoy.

3 May: Friday sklimplesquab.

Late week work poo. Yep, I'm still a'pooing. The poo never stops. I just poo, poo and more poo. You'd think from my poo output that I was eating like a horse but that's not the case. That's the interesting thing about poo--it's sometimes mysterious. And this was an impressive morning poo. Nice, long thick ropey log. This is a poo I can be proud of.

eNjoy.

2: May: Thursday glumple floglets.

So, even though I've been shitting my brains out, and maintaining a low carb diet, I still crapped Thursday. And this was a rare, late afternoon crap. About 20 minutes before I left work, I got the old familiar intestinal rumblings. And u dropped a load of loglets. Hey man, I'm take 'em whenever I can get 'em.

eNjoy.

1 May: Wednesday flobberthunk.

So, I did poo several times on Tuesday. But they weren't impressive, and I couldn't get any pics. A crap woke me up early Tuesday morning from a sound sleep. I pooed in the dark because I wanted to go back to sleep. No pic. Two more poos Tuesday but they were soft and not pooagenic. Because of all of the crapping on Tuesday I didn't think I'd poo Wednesday, but sure enough, about an hour after I got to work, I had to shit. Not an A+, but not bad considering I thought my tank was empty.

eNjoy.

29 Apr: Monday florbgurn.

Working from home. So, home poo, but not very exciting. Sort of a big fluffy flopple.

eNjoy.