When your ass decides to give you shit all
day, every 10 minutes for about 10 minutes, and just a pea
pebble or
2 at a time. The slow moving little turds make you feel like a real big shit is laboring it's way through your colon for a
solid clean drop, and your bowels muscles are contracting automatically to assist with the constructive crapticism about to be released. Butt discovers mostly
gas and mucous have seized control over the pebbles of poop, blasting out of your ass like a sloppy spit all over inside the toilet bowl, creating a
mess that's 3X more than the mass, resulting in the need to use 3X more papiel de toilette Every Time your ass is overtaken by this brutal POOPAGANDA
day. The frequency of the urge to poop is so ridiculously constant that in order to avoid
shame excusing yourself to go to the bathroom every few minutes, you simply announce "I got to POOPAGANDA", bcuz that's all you can and will do on that very blastery
day. At the end of the
day, your own ass gave you shit for nothing 30 times: your brown eye is burning red, sore and irritated with great pain, the toilette needs a thorough cleaning, the bathroom needs toilette
paper stocked, and you need a hot tub bath. Make no mistake that POOPAGANDA can be disabling if not treated.
