Sunday, June 28, 2009

This dump has a touch of "the fire" to it. I also know it's going to be a most painful wipe being as it's already my third dump today.

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

A dump overtook me... should be a good night.

Monday, June 22, 2009

I'm taking a dump. Nothing too funny to report. Just dumping.
Unfortunately I have now dumped out all of the luxurious food from Martha's Vineyard, and now roadside McNuggets (of my return trip) create difficulties for me.

Sunday, June 21, 2009

If my dump were police it would be Major Dump.

Friday, June 19, 2009

I'm dumping out lobster, beef, and other fine things. Making room for more.

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Taking a dump on the ferry to Martha's Vineyard. The toilet seat is quite high, not great for forceful expulsion of pre-party turds.

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Happy birthday, dude. I'll send you a picture of my dump.

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

The beer dumps never stop.

Monday, June 15, 2009

I ended up at a titty bar with Christy Brinkley last night. I'm really hungover. Oh yeah, I'm taking a dump.

Sunday, June 14, 2009

I'm taking a popcorn dump, those come after a day when popcorn was your major meal. I have to say they are my least favorite of all dumps. Pasty, slow, dank.

Saturday, June 13, 2009

This dump is like when you are trying to get the last of the toothpaste out, you know there is more in there. It takes work, but otherwise you can't brush.
This is the first dump I've ever taken when two major championships reside in the city of cities. Throw in Federer at the French Open and I'm shittin' pretty!

Friday, June 12, 2009

Coffee. Some look at my insides as half-full... I look at them as half empty.
The Pens are going to take it tonight. Something about the dump tells me so. I have psychic abilities when I poo.

Thursday, June 11, 2009

D-U-M-P-D-U-M-P-D-U-M-P.

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

I used to not drink coffee, I know why, but at the same time I'm feeling much more empty in a positive way.
Taking a biggadabiggadabiggada dump.

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

I saw David Byrne of the Talking Heads last night... My butt is doing some talking right now... Oh, gawd, it coughed something up.

Monday, June 8, 2009

Successful turd mission. Not much of a dung, but the smell is extreme.
Taking a dump in a dive bar.
I really don't have any idea where all this poop keeps coming from. I took a giant deuce at 4pm & am... Now again.

Sunday, June 7, 2009

I could hear my fart over the blaring Stand By Me playing at the sports bar.

Saturday, June 6, 2009

I just "ran" home... but I'm still "running" if you know what I mean.
Saturday afternoon dump. Ahhhhhhh.

Friday, June 5, 2009

I love toilets that are low to the ground. That extra squattage helps you get out the deep stuff.

Thursday, June 4, 2009

I've been tricked by my bowels. A mega dump she blows, but only after a rigorous series of wipes doth more demons call for freedom.

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Coffee: a consistent grind of dump.
An early afternoon burner. It feels like my butt has burped after doing 2 shots of hot sauce.

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

I just made two servings of Ninja Corn Chowder.

Monday, June 1, 2009

I've reached into the reserve tank for this beer dump. Almost all my dumps are beer dumps now.