When you get that feeling you need a massive, massive shit. You know it's there you can feel. Off to the throne room you march with a proud smile on your face. You sit down and get comfortable, you need to with what you are currently holding back with your anus. So the hard work begins but nothing seems to be coming, you start alternating moving knees forward and back and rocking forward in the hope the crowning will begin and the 10 foot turd will exit your body but try as you might this isn't shifting. You start pushing with all you might, red in the face and when all hope is lost you feel something at last. Oh my it feels massive, the knees start moving again, lets work this shit out. After all this work you hear the water ripple and even that is an overstatement as you look down and see a pea sized piece of shit in the bowl mocking you and your effort. You clean up and leave, that once proud smile reduced to a depressing frown.