This is day + 6 so that's how many days since the SCT. Christ those days have been grim. Were there to be such an occupation as 'chunderer', I would most likely qualify as a good candidate. Were it bizarrely even more possible to earn heirarchical sums of money based on the display of talent for such a vocation, I would certainly be, at my apex by now. Oh yes boys and girls - this boy can spew with the best.
Today though, the focal point for disgusting bodily ejections moved away from my mouth. In a period of about 3 hours (9-12) I shit myself over and over again. They do not pay nor recognise highly enough those who's daily toil it is to clear away such mess. How could they?
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