14 December: Monday scampchittle.

Woke up this morning and had to poo. Before I even started my coffee. I had to push it out--it was a little hesitant. And it turned out to be--meh. Poor form and sank. To the bottom. They can't all be winners, right?

eNjoy.

13 December: Sunday glumpsterchoad.

This poo got me out of bed. Yep, 0600 on a Sunday morning, I had to poo. And poo I did. And what a poo! Very nice poo pic. Big meaty loaves. Nice, rich brown color. Interesting contrast in the books and crannies. I rate this poo a solid 8.

eNjoy.

11 December: Friday jumpfladding.

Interesting little Friday loaflets. Kind of a lighter, orangish brown. Fluffy little floating loaflets. Light and fluffy. I like this poo. And it came flying out on my bunghole like it was on a mission. I rate this poo a 7. 

eNjoy.

10 December: Thursday stobjobble.

This poo was a little different. A little plumper. A little fatter. A little darker. A little blumper. Not a bad looking poo. 

eNjoy.

9 December: Wednesday zaarpcheeny.

Middle of the week poo. Kind of a plaaf. A goof. A goof. A poo chunkister. A glumberger. A poo clumpster. What would you call it?

8 December: Tuesday thorblecrance.

NOT an exciting poo. Poos lately have been--messy. Kind of soft and crummy. I'm not sure what's going on with my bowel. I crap in the morning, and then again after almost every time I eat. It's no fun. And my bunghole gets sore. And I'm going stop rating poos unless they are truly exceptional. 

7 December: Monday chumglubber.

Starting another week, working from home due to the coronavirus pandemic. Another week. A week of pooing. Hoping that my poo, in this blog, will help some people get thorough this dumpster fire of a year. You're welcome.