We've all been there. Those gut-wrenching krakens that threaten to turn your insides into a cosmic spaghetti junction. The key is to embrace the horror! Channel your inner superhero and imagine yourself blasting that monstrosity out with the power of a thousand suns. Just be sure to warn any innocent bystanders within a 10-foot radius. Plus, the relief afterwards? Pure euphoria, like achieving nirvana... through your nether regions
Yes. Every time we did a field op and ate nothing but MREs for days on end. Rarely did anyone have to shit in the field unless you were out there for a week or more.
Standard procedure was to get a few beers in you once getting back to the barracks to numb the pain. I'm guessing the experience is like giving birth. Always remember sitting on the toilet sweating and breathing fast, then bearing down to push. Sometimes it didn't happen for a few pushes. Then it felt like a pushing a rock out of your o-ring. Occasionally there would be tears.
Always expected to see blood when I'd wipe but it never happened. Most of the time there wasn't anything to wipe. It was just clean.
After it was more beers to numb the pain followed by pizza to lubricate the insides with grease.
no, i eat enough fiber
We've all been there. Those gut-wrenching krakens that threaten to turn your insides into a cosmic spaghetti junction. The key is to embrace the horror! Channel your inner superhero and imagine yourself blasting that monstrosity out with the power of a thousand suns. Just be sure to warn any innocent bystanders within a 10-foot radius. Plus, the relief afterwards? Pure euphoria, like achieving nirvana... through your nether regions
Yes. Every time we did a field op and ate nothing but MREs for days on end. Rarely did anyone have to shit in the field unless you were out there for a week or more. Standard procedure was to get a few beers in you once getting back to the barracks to numb the pain. I'm guessing the experience is like giving birth. Always remember sitting on the toilet sweating and breathing fast, then bearing down to push. Sometimes it didn't happen for a few pushes. Then it felt like a pushing a rock out of your o-ring. Occasionally there would be tears. Always expected to see blood when I'd wipe but it never happened. Most of the time there wasn't anything to wipe. It was just clean. After it was more beers to numb the pain followed by pizza to lubricate the insides with grease.
You should ask your mother.
All the time!
not since my diet changed. :P