it'll all work out/a classic struggle
man on a toilet : i love meat!
he sits. he reads a magazine. he pushes. he stops. he reads. he holds onto something. he pushes. he stops. he reads. he rocks, slightly. he rocks, harder. he has the most uncomfortable face a person has seen. he rocks hard, violently - his back slams against the back of the toilet, his chest his knees. he screams and continues.
man on a toilet : yes! yes! yes! yes!
he's out breath. he stops. he drops the now crinkled magazine and pulls his pants on, disappointed. sweaty. he starts to wash his hands - he puts his hand on his stomach and lowers his head. his face says, "oh.. god." he pulls his pants down and sits again, panting, with his head in his hands
Labels: play about pooping, play about structuring conflict, play about what a lack of fiber will do to you
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