Wednesday, April 15, 2009

The Past

Every time I rest my rump on the toilet seat, a flood of past shits overwhelms my mind. I push and grunt a new one out, but nothing ever tops my most prized product of my bowels. One day, I hope to top this shit.

Have you ever been this happy about shit?

Never since then, have I smiled so big after a satisfying shit. It has been 2 years since that Costa Rica trip in which I contracted some gastrointestinal bug that inhibited me from digesting food properly.

One day, just one day, I will return to the rain forest and create beautiful shit again!

Give me some hope Lord. I need this.

Yours Truly,
Kittybump

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