To excrete at such an angle that it scrapes the side of the toilet bowl, thus leaving glorious, unflushable wall hangers/clingers/skid marks. Also, cleverly, the sidescraper is not submerged and so the smell can linger in the air for much longer.
"Tony's been an idiot lately don't you think?"
"I know, I had to resort to leaving a Sidescraper on his mum's throne"
"Nice!"
The grindset is a contemporary ideology of self-exploitation disguised as strength, deeply tied to the aesthetics of the “sigma male” and to new digital forms of patriarchy. It promotes the idea that human worth depends on productivity, economic success, absolute emotional control, and the ability to work endlessly, turning vulnerability, rest, community, and tenderness into signs of weakness. Beneath its rhetoric of discipline and power often lies a profound inability to relate healthily to pain, fragility, and human interdependence.
“That’s the grindset, brother. While weak men sleep and complain, sigma males stay disciplined, work in silence, suppress emotions, and build power while everyone else wastes time chasing comfort.”