My second shit today had a real Machiavellian thing going.. Just when I thought I was done,ready to rise,ready to face the world, my bowels told me that I wasn’t. Isn’t that what we all want to be? The digestive system that isn’t quite done yet. I’d sell my soul for a random stranger to stop me on the street and say “hey pal, you still have a lot of bullshit left in you”. Yeah yeah.
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