31 March: Wednesday churgblonger.

So, a big gloppy poo this morning. Kind of a ooey, gooey poo plorp. Came 30 minutes after I woke up. Not much else to say. 

eNjoy.

30 March: Tuesday double fluntchutney.

Had a nice poo about an hour later I woke up. Doesn't take long for the coffee to start working. I thought that would be it for the day. Turns out I had more poo true wanted to be liberated. After a big bean salad bowl from Chipotle, I had to poo again. The salads do it to me every time. I thought it would be all liquid, but it turned out to be big chunks in gravy.

eNjoy.

29 March: Monday double stindergimp.

Woke up for work this morning and had a cup of coffee and a poo. Two hours later I had another poo. It's a two'fer kind of day. Ain't we lucky? 

eNjoy.

28 March: Sunday flumpjundle.

So, I had a cup of coffee, and had a nice poo this morning. I feasted on carbs yesterday. I mean, FEASTED. And drank beer. That resulted in a nice, big, fat ploop. Big, solid log. Perfectly balanced on the surface. This is what I strive for. This is what I work for. This is why you read this blog. Good poo pics. There you go.

eNjoy.

27 March: Saturday double chunkledreep.

Woke up this morning and guess what? I had to poo! Big, dark brown chunkles composed the first poo. About an hour later, I had to poo again. How does it go? The colon fills the rectum, and you have to poo, right? That happened twice in an hour. And they both felt so good sliding out. Having a really good poo is almost a religious experience. I was blessed today.

eNjoy.

25 March : Thursday slobgobbin.

So, after the enormous piles I dropped Wednesday, I wasn't sure I'd poo on Thursday. I shouldn't have worried. I dropped this big glumper Thursday after my huge lunch salad bowl from Moe's. A big salad never fails to get my poo juices going. Here are is the massive salad blorper.

eNjoy.

24 March: double Wednesday grumpleblintz.

So, even though I pooed late Tuesday, I woke up Wednesday needing to poo! As soon as started drinking coffee. I pooed again in the afternoon. So, no poo Monday, then I'm pooing my brains out for 12 hours. And these are big, solid dumps. Big poo piles. When you gotta poo, you gotta poo. That's my motto.

eNjoy.

23 March: Tuesday bruncebiddle.

Didn't poo Monday, and it looked like I wouldn't poo Tuesday but....I did. Tuesday's poo came late in the evening, as I was getting ready for bed. Big, solid chunk of poo. Big blunker. Big chunker. Big thunker. Gotta go poo!

eNjoy.

21 March: Sunday clunchfudlle.

Cheated yesterday, including a huge plate of blackened chicken pasta. Woke up late this morning, and then had a big breakfast from Bob Evans. And then had a nice poo. A big poo. A big blob at the bottom of the toilet. But a bad pic of an unspectacular poo. 

eNjoy.

20 March: Second Saturday flunkbloynten.

So, I ate a giant fucking load of pasta for lunch today. And then an hour later dropped a big load. Came on all of a suddenn like. One minute, fine. The next minute, I have to shit. Got to the toilet and dropped this sucker out of my ass like an anvil. So there you go.

eNjoy.

20 March: Saturday sploinerkedge.

So, Thursday's poo was unimpressive. Didn't poo at all on Friday. But I was guaranteed a good poo today. This poo also felt very substantial sliding out of my ass. It felt big and chunky. And glunky. And floaty and bloaty. So, there's that. A perfect description of his this poo felt as it came squeezing out of my ass. You're welcome.

eNjoy.

17 March: Wednesday scordgrumple.

This poo felt a lot more substantial coming out then it looked in the pic. It completely sank, so I had to take the pic at an angle. Those pics always send up a bit grainy. But, like I always say, it's still poo! Poo is poo. 

eNjoy.

16 March: Tuesday floordlegorp.

Had a nice, big solid poo on Tuesday. Kind of big glop. A big gloop. Kind of poopy, kind of gloopy. Definitely a bit ploopy. Nice, big fat pandemic poo.

eNjoy.

15 March: Monday glungyatter.

This makes one year, or now starting my 53rd week of working from home due to the coronavirus pandemic. And what a year it's been. All home poos. Been crapping in the same bathroom for a year. Can't wait to see what the upcoming year has in store. After getting vaccinated, I look forward to crapping in different bathrooms! 

eNjoy.

14 March: Sunday chunkblunkers.

Drank way too much vodka last night. Wow up late this morning feeling a bit hungover. The poo came after my first sip of coffee. Came hard and fast. Nice looking poo pic. Nicely formed chunksters. It was a good poo day.

eNjoy.

13 March: Saturday quiltyjuild.

Feasted and cheated Friday night, and Saturday. Carb feast. And that resulted in a 3 poo day. And two of them were pooagenic. Nice, big, solid brown poos. Chunky and glunky. The last poo was mostly liquid. In so, they you go. 

eNjoy.

12 March: Friday jumpgluttner.

Friday poo! Didn't poo Wednesday. Did poo Tuesday and Thursday, but they weren't pooagenic. So, Friday's poo came out in a big splorch. Just a big floating glorp. Hey, it's poo. 

eNjoy.

8 March: Monday splitterchobbins.

Monday, 51st week of working from home due to the coronavirus pandemic. Next week will be one year. I can't believe it. What a year it's been. This poo is kind of meaty. Kind of a poo loaf. Chunky and granular. Nice texture. But perfect, but hey, it's poo. 

eNjoy.

7 March: Sunday chunkblorters.

Sunday, post cheat day poo. Usually pretty robust. I can appreciate these cute little, perfectly brown chunkles. They're sort of happy and aspirational. Nice way to start off the week. 

eNjoy.

6 March : Saturday chorchdiggle.

Double poo Saturday. Yay! First poo was a big fat pie. Floating on the surface, nice and serene. Second poo was a counterpoint to the first. Kind of squat and ugly. Partially submerged. I focused on the floating segment toward the rear. Is that blood you see? Maybe. Not worried. As long as I'm not literally bleeding out of my anus, I'm okay. My bloody scat for your viewing pleasure.

eNjoy.

5 March: Friday bruckledumper.

So, I pooed Wednesday but it was no good. Didn't poo Thursday. But I did poo Friday. Nice, solid logs. They sank, so I had to take the pics at an angle. And then to zoom in and enlarge, the picture got too grainy. So I left the picture at its original size. Enlarge the picture if you like. Sky's the limit.

eNjoy.

2 March: Tuesday gorchelthimp.

Rare Tuesday poo. Actually pooed twice, but only one was worth publishing. And even this one wasn't all that great. Kind of blobby. Kind of dumpy. Kind of sad. All alone. Destined to be flushed, and forgotten. This blog entry will be its only trace. 

eNjoy.

1 March: Monday flunkblobber.

Monday poo day. Nice, solid chunk logs. Big. Brown. Bold. You're welcome.

eNjoy.

28 February: Sunday glunkster.

Started the week off with a nice poo. Kind of chunky and glunky. There you go. 

eNjoy.