04-08-2002, 02:04 PM
No. I derive joy from both. However, either end of the extreme spectrum can sometimes become a bear.
If it is way too solid, and way too large, it can hurt my tiny little anus, and it makes me squirm and just wish that I could make the pain stop. I will sometimes just suck that baby right back in, and keep it saved for later. My body will then continue to process that log and break it down. And OH MY GOD, is that ever an enjoyable day what I finally get rid of that demon.
If it is merely liquid. Not the mushy softserve poo, but actual liquid, that can burn because you either have to camp out of a good hour to push all that urineshit out of you ass, or just keep taking trips back in for another deposit. If you choose the latter, then the toilet paper can irritate your crinkly bit and you start to walk funny and gingerly sit. If you, instead just camp out, it take a while all the liquid comes out until finally you can feel something peeking out. It's a solid. Once that solid finally makes its way down you know you are almost finished and can resume your day. But the reward isn't really worth the time to push it out. not enjoyable. But most extremes aren't. It's the norm that is so great.
My favorite are the times that I'm just too busy, too lazy, or just too forgetful to take a shit. I'll sometimes go days without taking a shit. The only reason that I'll remember is that my body starts to revolt, and I get doubled over in stomach pains like my appendix has just burst. I finally lurch to the nearest private bathroom (shits in public bathrooms are NEVER enjoyable, I must have 100% privacy), and within the split second my rectum is free of the constraint of my pants, and hovering properly over the water: ASSPLOSION.
The kind of shit where despite the fact that I'm sitting on the bowl, with the lid up, someone shit sprays behind the lid. It's all over the bowl, sides, water is immediately a consistent tanish mud color, but afterwards, I need to flush once, clean up residue and flush again. Good times man good times.
If it is way too solid, and way too large, it can hurt my tiny little anus, and it makes me squirm and just wish that I could make the pain stop. I will sometimes just suck that baby right back in, and keep it saved for later. My body will then continue to process that log and break it down. And OH MY GOD, is that ever an enjoyable day what I finally get rid of that demon.
If it is merely liquid. Not the mushy softserve poo, but actual liquid, that can burn because you either have to camp out of a good hour to push all that urineshit out of you ass, or just keep taking trips back in for another deposit. If you choose the latter, then the toilet paper can irritate your crinkly bit and you start to walk funny and gingerly sit. If you, instead just camp out, it take a while all the liquid comes out until finally you can feel something peeking out. It's a solid. Once that solid finally makes its way down you know you are almost finished and can resume your day. But the reward isn't really worth the time to push it out. not enjoyable. But most extremes aren't. It's the norm that is so great.
My favorite are the times that I'm just too busy, too lazy, or just too forgetful to take a shit. I'll sometimes go days without taking a shit. The only reason that I'll remember is that my body starts to revolt, and I get doubled over in stomach pains like my appendix has just burst. I finally lurch to the nearest private bathroom (shits in public bathrooms are NEVER enjoyable, I must have 100% privacy), and within the split second my rectum is free of the constraint of my pants, and hovering properly over the water: ASSPLOSION.
The kind of shit where despite the fact that I'm sitting on the bowl, with the lid up, someone shit sprays behind the lid. It's all over the bowl, sides, water is immediately a consistent tanish mud color, but afterwards, I need to flush once, clean up residue and flush again. Good times man good times.