6 June: Sunday gnopegrunding.

So, guess what? I started off the week with a nice poo! This load just FELL out of my asshole. As usual. And a pretty cool looking poo. The little nuggin center top twirled and twirled and slowly fell to the bottom of the bowl. Poo as ballet.

eNjoy.

5 June: Saturday spurdlestormp.

So, end of the week. And I started off the day with what? You guessed it! I had a nice poo! You guys really know me by now. I almost always poo first thing in the morning. Which is okay. It sets up a nice, reliable routine. This poo was pretty cool. One chunk tumbled to the bottom as one chunk rolled to the top. Kind of fun to watch. 

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4 June: Friday brungecludporper.

So, end of the week. This is just one big pile o' poo. Big, dark and glumpy. Just came out in a big, fat splort. Dark, ooey gooeyness. Ooey, gooey florferness. It's hideous, and yet, I can't look away. Like many of my poos, this one embodies a frame of reference. Why this poo, here, now. Questions that will likely never be answered. Poo as philosophy.

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3 June: Thursday thurgtussle.

So, getting toward the end of the week. Got up this morning and had a nice poo. Standard poo for me--starts coming out as a log, finishes as a plop. Not much else to say, right? Poo is poo. 

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2 June: Wednesday plancykoble.

This poo was a little shy about making an entrance. He required a little...encouragement. A little pushing. And as you can see, he's more solid. More log-like. Which is good. Soft poos are okay, but a nice, solid glog can be very satisfying. And they make for better poo pics. There you go.

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1 June: Tuesday flogchintner.

So, kind of pigged out on Memorial Day, so I was expecting a big load Tuesday. I wouldn't really call this as big load. Kind of a fluffy, fuzzy rope log. Meh. A little different. A little bit if the same. It's poo. No don't complain.

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31 May: Monday chorklehorb.

So, Monday was Memorial Day. And I had a nice poo. Yep, the poo doesn't stop for holidays. It doesn't stop for anything. Nothing. Nothing stops the poo. And nothing will stop me from blogging about the poo. Because I'm just that dedicated. And there you go. 

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