Detailing delicate defecation debacle

Detailing delicate defecation debacle Otherwise wordily titled: pooped out after pouring bucketfuls of water into place of ablutions all the while skipping to my loo umpteen times courtesy bathtub faucet turned toward hot temperature so toilet would finally, magnificently, and royally flush. As ofttimes occurred in the past anonymous reader's time I once again promise to waste concerning asinine verbiage without this bard **** feeling shamefaced broadcasting his fealty to posterior predilections must appear (as rearing to volley rebuttal against fans of mine) yours truly ofttimes discusses that byproduct, which issues out buttucks) narrow-based if not downright banal, gross, offal... in haste to craft something more philosophical how craven potty talk whereby theme doth self debase. I excreted a bowel movement moments ago today April 11th, 2024 at approximately two thirty post meridian substantial enough to sink battleship (maybe ye experienced tsunami after effects) laboriously dumping bucketfuls of hot water insync with applying plunger found me a drip with perspiration, and would have possibly found site manager and/or maintenance man to flip (a rare sight to behold worth inconvenience of clogged toilet bowl), which yours truly felt strain in back muscles as he poured bucketfuls of water from his hip accidentally splashing water on bathroom floor yes your honor (necessitating poop deck to evacuate) if thee choose to sit in judgeship but please be mindful to restrain giving me any lip cuz atypical dilemma I figuratively did nip in the bud, yet foresee similar outcome sure as this... once upon a sage, rosemary and parsnip herbaceous generic fellow sought readership ideally landing webbed wide world trip heralded all along as a V.I.P., where fanfare for this common man enjoying Appalachian Spring, would find his doggerel induced listeners to yip.