Two dumps again

The first one, in the middle of the night, brought worries of a diarrhea. But nothing much happened until after breakfast, by which time the situation seemed to have reversed.

Two dumps today

One's like stringy pasta while the other was back to the calligraphic stroke.

Back to familiar territory

This morning's dump looked like a twig, or if your imagination really takes you there, a dildo. I guess it's a nice break after several calligraphic strokes.

Shit you, toilet bowl in white!

First outdoor dump in a long while, and nothing much to contribute - just like the men in white.