One more day! I'm taking a working class dump. Steelers!

I'm always forgetting they use the metric system outside the US. 25 cm of brown fury!

They say you can take the boy out of Brazil, but never Brazil out of the boy… This dump disproves that statement.

I have finally had a dump that somewhat resembles what I am capable of. In familial terms, this is a 2nd cousin (through marriage, mind you).

It won't come out. There must be 13 pounds of food in me.

I keep losing my dump like Kramer. It's withheld from the world like the secret love of the Montagues and the Capulets.

The Roman God of Feces refuses to release me from my chains.

I'm doing the second most pleasurable thing one can do in Brazil. Taking a "grande cagar!"